[D3 LM] The Second Break: Joust Main Event Observation

[Derrick]

Derrick was a bit disappointed to see Warryn fall, he had liked the man and was honestly hoping he won. Still it seemed a close thing. He watched the next matches with little interest, his eyes finally coming to light when the bear man and Lord Tyrell arrived on the scene.

Things turned poorly quickly, and moments later he was on his feet and hopping out of the stands ready for battle. Or as ready as he could be under the circumstances.

/moved off to battle.

[Kaliya Redding]

As Lord Tyrell's horse was felled, Kaliya screamed. She shrank, paralysed by sudden shock as men charged out into the rain, unable to process what was happening. There was blood, blood and rain, and angry, violent voices...

[Davelyn Sand]

Davelyn did not rush to the fight. He had no weapons to assist. But he did rush to the side of Lord Tyrell and the felled horse on top of him. He does what he can to help his hands becoming slick with horse blood and mud in addition to the rain that they were soaked with. While the fight nearby was beginning in earnest, Davelyn found himself there at that Lord's side. He didn't know what to do, but that didn't mean he would not be there to help those that did.

[Arwyn Forrester]

Seeing that she did not mind the hyperactive fluff ball, he allowed Dusty out of the bag but stopped him from jumping all over lady Arwyn

''House Kellington is very present in this tournament in this tournament I am. Being no jouster myself I wait for the marksmanship contest.'' he replies witha polite smile

''And how is your House doing my lady? I had the good fortune of meeting your cousin Gwen the day before yesterday''

"Ah! I believe I met your lord yes-" She bolted upright as she saw the horse fall and Lord Tyrell fall. It made her stomach turn over and tears rise to her wide eyes, two hands coming up to cover her mouth. "Oh no..." Then, worse yet, the fight started, and she saw Kevan head down to join the fight.

[Allard Terrick]

Allard nods to Kaliya and was about to reply something when Lord Tyrell and Ser Lyonel Baratheon entered the scene. Clearly there was something wrong with the Laughing Storm. The air was tense, and Allard remembered that he heard the rumours that yesterday fight began by Ser Lyonel's father the Lord of Storm's End.

Allard was truly disappointed when Ser Lyonel felled Lord Leo Tyrell's horse. That was not chivalrous and supposedly Ser Lyonel was a skilled knight. When Kaliya screamed and people rushed into a fight, Allard's hand went to the pommel of his sword by instinct but he stood in his place.

[Ferris Cafferen]

Ferris stood on guard: Something was wrong...he had seen animals exhibiting similar behaviors before and wondered

He stood up as well searched the crowd the the page who handed the spear to Lord Baratheon

[Cassana Algood]

Cassana stared at the Laughing Storm and then looked to Allard. "You led me to believe otherwise about his character," she muttered to the Terrick. She looked to her hip and then looked back up to the ensuing melee. Without her own weapons and armor, there was nothing for the lady to do for now.

[Allard Terrick]

Blood was spilled, rain was falling, screams and mud. Allard still had his hand around the pommel of his sword and looked around. This was not looking good, if the Stormlanders joined to defend the son and heir of Storm's End the situation will devolve into a full skirmish between them and the Reachmen. Lord Tyrell was probably dead. Lady Alessia somehow was defending Ser Lyonel. A whole bloody mess.

And so Cassana appeared. He looked at her. '' It would seem that the man does not live up to his reputation. '' He said. Then looked back to Lady Redding but he didn't find any words to say.

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya had covered her eyes. The heir to the Burrow was there, the man-at-arms she recognised from the previous day, the handsome Vale knight. Terror had gripped her and she could not bear to watch.

[Cassana Algood]

The blonde noblewoman kept her eyes on the ensuing battle. Her focus was on her house's man-at-arms standing out there, bloodied by her good friend Alessia and other Baratheon supporters. "But perhaps his prowess in combat is not to be underestimated."

[Ferris Cafferen]

Eyeing the activities he glanced at Lady Arwyn

''Would you have noticed Lord Baratheon's drunkeness before he fell?''

[Arwyn Forrester]

"I can think of things that might have indicated it in hindsight, but at the time, I didn't realize what it meant..." she said, still standing, still watching. Her jaw was clenched when she wasn't speaking and eyebrows were furrowed, barely blinking as she watched. She glanced toward Ferris. "Why do you ask?"

[Ferris Cafferen]

''It's strange...'' he continues while lowering his voice

''He seemed fine before...the first pass was done without problems and on the second he is too drunk to lift his lance?''

[Arwyn Forrester]

She slowly, hesitantly sits down to listen to Ferris, frowning. She was a little surprised to hear a member of a House from the Stormlands themselves bringing such a thing up... but he must really believe the implication if so. "When you put it that way... I didn't notice anything in his first run... everything I could even point to started just before the second." She drops her voice further, letting the noise of the alarmed crowd mask it. "You're suggesting he brought down Lord Tyrell's horse on purpose?" She glances up, her lips pressed together. "He certainly seems to be moving just fine now..."

[Ferris Cafferen]

''He's not acting rationnal''

He scratched the pup's head, focusing on someone in the crows

''He got up and flailed around like a madman. He's not in his right mind...''

He seemed to be on the brink of saying something but held it

[Arwyn Forrester]

"Please, speak your mind... it may be important in the end," she said. Her eyes go over to the field to see what's happening before returning the Ferris intently. Because, right now, he brought a bunch of fighters ready to go, as well. It's looking disturbingly rational.

[Ferris Cafferen]

''I wonder if he's been drugged'' he says

[Arwyn Forrester]

"It's not impossible... Perhaps a maester would be able to tell. I hope Oswell is here..." She murmured, looking out into the stands.

[Allard Terrick]

Allard nods to Cassana's comment. He was quite an impressive warrior, fighting almost on his own against several men. But in the end he was defeated, along side Lady Alessia. The riverlander knight relaxed as the fighting ended. He put one of his hands gently on one of Lady Redding's shoulders. '' Milady, is all over. '' He said with a gentle tone.

Then he observed the situation from afar. Alessia is probably going to be imprisioned and questioned. Ser Lyonel as a anointed knight and heir to one of the Great Houses of Westeros is probably going to be questioned as well, most likely by Prince Baelor. As for Lord Tyrell, Allard whispered some prayers to the Seven so that he found some peace in the afterlife.

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya lifted her head and uncovered her eyes, looking first to the knight. She glanced over the tourney field, seeing that the melee had dissolved and that men were gathered around the fallen Warden of the Reach. She blanched, the colour draining from her face, and she returned her gaze to Allard. Nodding, "thank you, serr."

[Arwyn Forrester]

She looked up briefly from her conversation with Ferris when the sounds of the fight tapered off, letting out a breath when she saw Kevan's look and that he was safe. She couldn't smile, though, not with Lord Tyrell so eerily still. She just met his eyes and nodded, turning back to her discussion.

[Ferris Cafferen]

The puppy was oblivious to what had happened and remained still for too long for its own tastes. So, while Ferris was still observing, Dusty tried to gnaw the man's beard and pull it towards himself.

''Ouch!''