[D4 LA] Dirty tricks... (closed)

[Kevan Lyras]

Kevan is walking across the tourney ground after his successful showing against two opponents. He absently touches his right shoulder, where Ser Hugo's lance hit him. He looks for the tent of Baelon to see how the other Marsten knight is doing. Arriving at Baelon's camp, he meets a familiar figure...

"
Nuncle!"
Edmund calls out, playing at Kevan a bit, as the two men weren't that far apart in age. He reaches out placing a reassuring hand on the taller man's shoulder. "
A fine joust today. I never had any doubt you would prevail."


Maintaining the smile for anyone who may be watching, he lowers his voice and draws a step closer. "
I fear your opponent may have had some malicious intent."
he says.

[Kevan Lyras]

"
Ed!"
, he closes the gap to his nephew extending his arm towards him. "
Thank you, but I am sure tomorrow will be alot harder"

He frowns at Edmunds words, his face showing concern.
"
I did not see anything, what do you mean? Not that it helped him in the end..."

"
Well,"
Edmund started, "
I noticed that the wood seemed heavier, ... darker. It's weight and color seemed very....off."


"
Also, when the lance struck you, in the shoulder, and shattered, it had a very different sound, again much heavier than yours."
He saw a questioning look in Kevan's eyes, "
I know I am no martial talent, and no jouster, but I have been watching these events for much of the morning. And there is a certain rhythm to it all, in both sights and sounds. There was something off about that lance."

[Kevan Lyras]

"
Hm..."
his left hand stroking absently his dark beard "
I heard he has an ill reputation, but why would he do that? I don't think I pissed off someone that much during my time here..."

He looks around to make sure no bystander is listening in on their conversation and adds "
I will try to question him, when he comes to get his horse and armor, maybe we can find out if he did it on his own, or not..."
after a short pause he adds "
Do you think you can talk to a few of house Tully's servants that are in charge of cleaning the tourney ground between the tilts? Maybe you find the remains of Ser Hugo's lance so we'd have proof of his cheating..."

Nodding to Kevan, Edmund says, "
Consider it done."


Looking back at the field, he says, earnestly, "
Ride well, uncle."



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[Kevan Lyras]

"
Thanks Edmund, you know I am really happy you are back. And if your uncle can help you somehow to settle back in, just let me know, will you?"


Kevan touches the Lyras' sun on his overcoat before slowly turning and walking away

He has always been a smart one, little Ned and he has not lost that during his years abroad..

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