A Confrontational Justification

[Icarnus 1669]

 

 

 

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The crisp morning beads began to emerge upon the snowy blanketed plains, dirt abruptly unsettling itself amongst an earthy vibration. Just a sharp moment of clarity before the brisk sound of hooves pounding atop the ground could be observed. At an alarming pace a hooded rider began forward, tightly gripping its beast whilst pressing on - the dim luminescence of a torch enveloping the lightly sun kissed surroundings in a bountiful blur.

 

The rider swift and concise in movement, hastily nearing the walls before the great capital of Haense - steadfast in intent.

 

Rearing at the gates the muscular creature snorted, guards beginning to order the lifting of the wood figurehead upwards as a simple set of wording was discerned from atop the wall, "Open Now, I've come to settle this quarrel."

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Finally, intending on extending a broad step beyond and setting forth unto the the halls of Alban in a precarious chase, the hooded figure would be halted at the gates...

 

"We may continue in the square, it would allow plenty of room." The young King Stephen would remark, propitious would be his words - stifled in action as he'd lead his adversary to the site of eventual occurrence.

 

"As we shall." The lean, hooded figure affirmed with a nod. Swiftly following stride."

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Met in the square the two parties gathered; atop stone, mud, and dirt paced upon many a time they positioned themselves. Suffused in determination the two men readied, and the hood of the peculiar cast back. It was none other than Odo I, former King of Lotharingia, undoubtedly challenging the King of Haense in a duel to the death.

 

Perhaps when the blades met, a victor would have been celebrated - but in the wake of Leufroy Augustus d'Amaury, such would be to no avail. As he approached - staunch would be his opinion, the man embraced his father of whom he hadn't seen since his youthful years. He'd begin to withdraw a small dagger from a sheathe atop his belt, driving it forward into his father's chest, suddenly stricken from behind as he befalls upon his knees in the mud.

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Plagued and stricken in turmoil the event unfolded; continuously blood was strewn across the square by an unfamiliar warden of suspicion. Down went father and son, Leufroy to be withdrawn from the plight as Odo perpetually endured the relentless grasp of the unknown.

 

In awe the gathering watched as blood was spilled upon the ground, and honor cast aside. A young Amaury father and son fighting in the midst of a second enemy, and perhaps two men of the golden fields had died that day, although, it remains to be seen.

 

 

[Publius 4098]

Odo layed near death, at the mercy of the men who he set out to duel. His son Leufroy may have tried to assassinate him, but all that would lay slewn from Stephen and Odo's interrupted trial by combat was the d'Amaury prestige and honour. Should Odo survive, he would not receive news of his sons survival with anything but frustration and disdain of the highest order - the boy was a bastard to him now anyhow.

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

Cedric smirks as his great escape worked. He sits outside of Metz cleaning his axe as he hums his familiar tune. Many walk past with eyes widening as they spot him sitting there and most flee at the sight. Yet it is not the sight of Cedric that strikes fear into the folk. It's the head of Odo resting on a pike by the bridge with a sign hanging below. It reads, 'Justice'. Cedric shakes his head as each person walks by, "Be this a lesson to all. Wrong a man in the past and his descendants shall cut you and your kin down later on."

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Reynauld de Croix stands at guard duty

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