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OOC
Luther Faste
age 18
black hair brown eyes
slim 5'10
Guard to the Count of Lyonais , master swordsmen.
IC
The wedding of the daughter of Bego Count of Lyonais to the son of Gosline Count of Maine was a political match made in heaven for the unification of these two rival houses would reel in dozens of minor families in direct challenge to the King who sat in his palace ignoring the world.
There was risk, great risk for such a union would forever remove the mask of loyality and if such an event became known to the king before the ceremony then the two houses could easily be swept aside.
Castle Lyon stood on a high point surrounded by a large plain, the river Atri ran along its north base splitting the plain in half .
Bego paced his throne room as his mind went over the preparations he had made , the temptation to place his army encamp around his castle came to the forefront of his mind but again he disgarded it, their best protection was secrecy not a display like that for the king had spys almost everywhere they couldn't fail to notice three thousand men sitting around his home.
The throne room opened and in spilled his guests , hated enemy , loyal friend and soon to be relation. The father , son and entourage walked in , Bego moved to introduce his daughter to her future father in law and then her soon to be husband...hoping she would hold her tongue until AFTER the wedding, he loved her dearly she was his light put she spoke her mind...often.
A window shattered and Bego smiled as he turned to the noise, the smile faded as a shape entered move glass broke in other windows as shapes in dark clothing entered the thone room "Assassins " Someone shouted and the noise of drawn blades erupted.
Bego pointed to the guards nearest his daughter and they moved as one and dragged the young women away reaching a hidden exit the group left the scene behind them.
The sound of fighting grew distant as the five guards lead their charge down darkened stairwells after what seemed forever but had been a few minutes they emerged into a large cavern and found a trap.
Arrows took two men instantly two of the remaining guards moved forward shields ready they met five of the darkened shapes and blades clashed.
The outcome was not in doubt and the four remaining assassins apporached the young lady in her fine clothes , her sole guard stepped in front of her and as a sword entered his neck he took one of the men in return.
The assassins advanced they spoke not a word then in the silence two arrows appearred from the shadows of the stairwell hitting the men in black , the last one standing turned to the new threat as a young boy in a guards uniform appearred sword in hand , but this was no ordinary boy he was the grandson of Frederick the Fast the greatest swordsmen these parts had ever seen, and the boy had learnt from his grandfather.
Luther leaped the last few steps andflicked his blade and it made contact with the approaching man slicing open a large cut down his torso.
When the man toppled Luther looked at the Counts daughter "We must flee the castle Mi'lady"
OOC
Luther Faste
age 18
black hair brown eyes
slim 5'10
Guard to the Count of Lyonais , master swordsmen.
IC
The wedding of the daughter of Bego Count of Lyonais to the son of Gosline Count of Maine was a political match made in heaven for the unification of these two rival houses would reel in dozens of minor families in direct challenge to the King who sat in his palace ignoring the world.
There was risk, great risk for such a union would forever remove the mask of loyality and if such an event became known to the king before the ceremony then the two houses could easily be swept aside.
Castle Lyon stood on a high point surrounded by a large plain, the river Atri ran along its north base splitting the plain in half .
Bego paced his throne room as his mind went over the preparations he had made , the temptation to place his army encamp around his castle came to the forefront of his mind but again he disgarded it, their best protection was secrecy not a display like that for the king had spys almost everywhere they couldn't fail to notice three thousand men sitting around his home.
The throne room opened and in spilled his guests , hated enemy , loyal friend and soon to be relation. The father , son and entourage walked in , Bego moved to introduce his daughter to her future father in law and then her soon to be husband...hoping she would hold her tongue until AFTER the wedding, he loved her dearly she was his light put she spoke her mind...often.
A window shattered and Bego smiled as he turned to the noise, the smile faded as a shape entered move glass broke in other windows as shapes in dark clothing entered the thone room "Assassins " Someone shouted and the noise of drawn blades erupted.
Bego pointed to the guards nearest his daughter and they moved as one and dragged the young women away reaching a hidden exit the group left the scene behind them.
The sound of fighting grew distant as the five guards lead their charge down darkened stairwells after what seemed forever but had been a few minutes they emerged into a large cavern and found a trap.
Arrows took two men instantly two of the remaining guards moved forward shields ready they met five of the darkened shapes and blades clashed.
The outcome was not in doubt and the four remaining assassins apporached the young lady in her fine clothes , her sole guard stepped in front of her and as a sword entered his neck he took one of the men in return.
The assassins advanced they spoke not a word then in the silence two arrows appearred from the shadows of the stairwell hitting the men in black , the last one standing turned to the new threat as a young boy in a guards uniform appearred sword in hand , but this was no ordinary boy he was the grandson of Frederick the Fast the greatest swordsmen these parts had ever seen, and the boy had learnt from his grandfather.
Luther leaped the last few steps andflicked his blade and it made contact with the approaching man slicing open a large cut down his torso.
When the man toppled Luther looked at the Counts daughter "We must flee the castle Mi'lady"
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