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[CrimsonMoon]

Enzio smirks, taking Valfar's hand, kissing his knuckles mockingly," Princess Valfar, you look gorgeous this day, are you sure you wish your-" he sneers, looking at the man's rough, dry and blistered skin,"- flawless complextion to be ruined by entering the tournament?"

[~echo~]

Valgar's eyes narrowed and he wrenched his hand away from Enzio. "Get off me, fool. Are you sure you want to enter? Wouldn't want to bloody your dress."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I will not grace the Greyjoy Princess with an answer, for the words I would utter would bring a blush to her beautiful face-" Enzio's hand gently brushed Valfar's cheek and he sneered, turning away, meanwhile several servents were snickering hysterically

[~echo~]

Valfar grit his teeth. "You should leave before an untimely death ensues. It would be quite unfortunate if the rest of the family found you in a shallow grave."

[CrimsonMoon]

Alas by then Enzio was busy basking in th glory of two servant girls whom he smirked and winked at. Always notoriously charming...

[~echo~]

Valgar rolled his eyes and went back to sparring with the servants, all of whom had basic knowledge of swordplay.

[CrimsonMoon]

In the distance, the loud voice of a crier was heard, announcing the first event would be beginning soon. The nobles who had been lounging or wandering began to govtoward the large field that had been prepared. There was representatives from every major and lesser house present including several oddities from the Free Cities- it would be a sight worthy of an artist if one found the correct angle. A squire appears," King Valfar, your presence is requested to join the other representatives unless you are entering the melee contest,"

[~echo~]

Valgar nodded and walked off towards the arena, sheathing his sword carefully.

[CrimsonMoon]

The squire trailed after him, watching to see whether he joined the others who went to the fighters.

[~echo~]

Valgar stood with the group of younger men who were preparing for the tournament. He leaned casually on one wall of the arena, sizing up his competition. They were mostly young and agile, so he would have to utilize his brute strength and clever mind in order to beat most of them.

[CrimsonMoon]

Alas they weren't all the spring chickens he had hoped for... Or observed. Prince Enzio was speaking with Rori a ways away, among a group of other up and coming knights from lesser houses. The King Targaryen seemed to be participating as well, and though it had become common knowledge he was a rather well rounded man and father, he was known to be a ferocious fighter

[~echo~]

Valgar's eyes narrowed. He would stay back until the end of this, then pick off the rest.

[CrimsonMoon]

(Jousting tournaments are like soccer tournaments, first random contestants go against one another then winner moved up to battle another winner etc xD)

The first two contestants claws, both from lesser houses but everyone was equal on the field of battle. The hours dragged on, contestant after contestant until Valfar was informed to prepare his horse

[~echo~]

(Ithough this was the swordplay part.

Also, his name is ValGar)

Valgar prepared his horse and slipped down his visor, holding his lance confidently.

[CrimsonMoon]

(Also like a tournament bracket x3)

Across the arena a large black warhorse and the mountain of a knight sitting atop it. He carried a lance... A targaryen bannerman by the look of it

[~echo~]

(I was Thinking as a free for all.)

Valgar gazed at the knight with a lazy grin. "Easy," he muttered to himself.

[CrimsonMoon]

(I'm following the books on this sort of thing x3)

The knight placed down his visor, securing the lance against his armpit as he guided the horse toward one end of the long arena

[~echo~]

(Okay.)

Valgar gazed at the knight as he steadied his horse and prepared to joust.

[CrimsonMoon]

The three flags were dropped and as the last one fell, the huge knight's war hors sprang forward with a roar and thundered down the fence, the knight aiming his lance carefully-

[~echo~]

Valgar's great, dappled horse galloped towards the other horse while Valgar prepared to dodge and knock the other knight off.