[X] Goldfish

Ser Fossoway will remember this.....LOL.

And man Viserys being compared to Daemon Targ of all people on puns. I know it isn't gonna happen but now I just want Viserys to meet him to compare jokes.
 
Daemon isn't far from personable, so it wouldn't be the worst conversation so long as we talked to him as a fellow scoundrel.

He would be less than enthused to meet another King named Viserys though.
 
@DragonParadox, in case you missed it, we have two songs in case you need one.
So something like:

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Lost to his niece when she was twelve years old

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Shot so straight he missed the earth
Stood his ground, face like a hearth

Demanded the fey undo what they had wrought
Could scarcely believe that they had not.

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Back down from his claim, as it was only his word.

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Entered Melee with a Bard
He found this fight to be quite hard

No matter how he tried to strike
He could not seem to hit quite right

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

For all his knightly training, had not been training nightly.

And so lacked skill to face a man so sprightly.


... and so on, but with better actual verses. This is something of an untrained skill check for me.
And in Ashford upon the meadows,
you can see a man chasing shadows.
Ser Fossoway, the wormy apple,
look at him and hear him prattle.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
The mouth runs fast, the mind less so.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Knightly in body, but the character? No.

With a bow from finest ash,
he entered the field quite brash.
His foe his niece, a young maid in bloom,
but watch her shoot and know he's doomed.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
No arrow flies straight, no target he hits.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Watch him rage and have his fits.

"It's magic! It's Fey!" That's his claim,
but it's clear as day who is to blame.
No talent, no skill, just full of pride.
But shouting and baying, these faults to hide.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Demands a favor. Does not want to pay.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Would sell his niece to the Fey.

But this deal won't stand.
Not on Ashford land.
Yet the neighbours look and what they swear?
"No spell seen on the lass." The verdict quite clear.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
His arrows plow dirt. His honor at stake.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
His niece splits an arrow, sealing his fate.

The lass the crowd cheers,
For the knight they have jeers.
But a moral we find in the tale of this brute.
Be kind to thy neighbours and to those who own lutes.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Red in the face when we tell his tale.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
But we'll sing it and dance it until it grows stale.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Red in the face when we tell his tale.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
But we'll sing it and dance it until it grows stale.




Do not meddle in the affairs of Bards, for they are unsubtle and have a sense of humour.
 
[X] Goldfish

Ser Fossoway will remember this.....LOL.

And man Viserys being compared to Daemon Targ of all people on puns. I know it isn't gonna happen but now I just want Viserys to meet him to compare jokes.
If by "remember" you mean "curse this day, Buttercup and bards in general for the rest of his life", then yes, he will.
 
I kind of want to see the blackbar knight again, he clearly has a sense of humor to be laughing so hard at a joke in the middle of a melee.

Or was it all in how it was delivered? With Viserys's Buttercup's immense charisma being the majority of the distraction?
 
Buttercup is the most charismatic person in a square mile. Literally. He could tell dad jokes and get a few smiles.
 
More houses here than I thought there was at this tournament. Tarly is here which is a surprise. Rowan heir being here is interesting. The other houses could be opportunities even if they are pretty far from the succession of said houses.
 
More houses here than I thought there was at this tournament. Tarly is here which is a surprise. Rowan heir being here is interesting. The other houses could be opportunities even if they are pretty far from the succession of said houses.
If we befriend a hundred minor knights, that will have a lot of effect on things. It's a hundred voices added to the chorus of our greatness, after all.
 
So something like:

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Lost to his niece when she was twelve years old

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Shot so straight he missed the earth
Stood his ground, face like a hearth

Demanded the fey undo what they had wrought
Could scarcely believe that they had not.

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Back down from his claim, as it was only his word.

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

Entered Melee with a Bard
He found this fight to be quite hard

No matter how he tried to strike
He could not seem to hit quite right

Ser Fussoway the Red
Ser Fussoway the Bold

For all his knightly training, had not been training nightly.

And so lacked skill to face a man so sprightly.


... and so on, but with better actual verses. This is something of an untrained skill check for me.

And in Ashford upon the meadows,
you can see a man chasing shadows.
Ser Fossoway, the wormy apple,
look at him and hear him prattle.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
The mouth runs fast, the mind less so.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Knightly in body, but the character? No.

With a bow from finest ash,
he entered the field quite brash.
His foe his niece, a young maid in bloom,
but watch her shoot and know he's doomed.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
No arrow flies straight, no target he hits.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Watch him rage and have his fits.

"It's magic! It's Fey!" That's his claim,
but it's clear as day who is to blame.
No talent, no skill, just full of pride.
But shouting and baying, these faults to hide.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Demands a favor. Does not want to pay.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Would sell his niece to the Fey.

But this deal won't stand.
Not on Ashford land.
Yet the neighbours look and what they swear?
"No spell seen on the lass." The verdict quite clear.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
His arrows plow dirt. His honor at stake.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
His niece splits an arrow, sealing his fate.

The lass the crowd cheers,
For the knight they have jeers.
But a moral we find in the tale of this brute.
Be kind to thy neighbours and to those who own lutes.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Red in the face when we tell his tale.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
But we'll sing it and dance it until it grows stale.

Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
Red in the face when we tell his tale.
Ser Fossoway. Ser Fossoway.
But we'll sing it and dance it until it grows stale.




Do not meddle in the affairs of Bards, for they are unsubtle and have a sense of humour.


@DragonParadox, in case you missed it, we have two songs in case you need one.

Thanks, these are great. :)
 
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[X] Stay close to Ser Richard, only defending yourself from any who would seek to cross blades with "Buttercup", focusing instead upon loudly narrating "Ser Geralt's" exploits in the melee in real time.
 
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If we befriend a hundred minor knights, that will have a lot of effect on things. It's a hundred voices added to the chorus of our greatness, after all.

Lots of people underestimate the minor knights. Heck our Tournament brought lots of minor knights to our side and spread our influence in Westeros further. Lots of potential in minor knights and lords.
 
We should just cross paths with Ser Alfyrd ever year as Buttercup from now on. Not even specifically to dick him over, but acting like we've adopted him like Geralt adopted Buttercup. Maybe on a whim our next project is to rebuild his reputation that we've thoroughly crushed.

You know, holding it hostage.

"Don't make me destroy you," has never sounded so menacing than when it was accompanied by a lute chord.
 
[X] Sing Ser Richard's praise while dodging further attacks (running commentary on the battle, WWF-style).
 
We should just cross paths with Ser Alfyrd ever year as Buttercup from now on. Not even specifically to dick him over, but acting like we've adopted him like Geralt adopted Buttercup. Maybe on a whim our next project is to rebuild his reputation that we've thoroughly crushed.

You know, holding it hostage.

"Don't make me destroy you," has never sounded so menacing than when it was accompanied by a lute chord.
If we really cared we could easily make something out of this guy. Doesn't look hard to break him down to nothing and build him up vastly better.
 
If we really cared we could easily make something out of this guy. Doesn't look hard to break him down to nothing and build him up vastly better.
Yeah, if we can help Darkstar become a brave hero, we could make this guy into a True Knight given a bit of polish and some fortuitous coincidences.
 
Yeah, if we can help Darkstar become a brave hero, we could make this guy into a True Knight given a bit of polish and some fortuitous coincidences.
Yep.

That said, Darkstar was never all that bad. It was more that he wanted to prove himself and step out of Arthur Dayne's shadow, and we gave him that chance along with a lot of equipment.

We've had to do very little if any intervention with the man.
 
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