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>His was beaten anyone could see it, you were victorious and you would give honorable quarter. [+1 on a unknown path]
>[Old blood: Rolls of 99 will always count as a success]
>Path revealed: shades of light
>Path revealed: shades of dark
>One path remains unrevealed
<span class="mu-b">+1 Shades of light</span>
<span class="mu-b"><span class="mu-s">Gain budding honor</span>[Blue]
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Corly’s was beaten, anyone could see it and you felt the world come into clear focus as the rush of blood was replaced by the dull throb of pain, you grabbed his shoulder and brought your Dirk to view near his neck.
<span class="mu-i">‘’yield brother’’</span> was all you said.
It echoed strangely in your helmet and your brother for his part gave a groan, for a moment you thought he might move against you again, either tackling you to the ground to wrestle it out in tighter quarters where his age and weight could prevail or try to smash the dirk aside and stand anew, part of you relished the mad thought of continuing the fight, to prove yourself the better fighter again and in some small part of you shed the blood you shared. You were disappointed when he dropped his sword and raised his hands in mock surrender. <span class="mu-i">‘’I yield sir’’</span> he returned wetly as he collected himself, around you a collection of hollers and groans went out as wages were collected by the watching men, the mood had changed and you returned the dirk to your side feeling the threat of violence ebb. <span class="mu-i">‘’Well fought’’</span> your brother continued as he removed his helm, your brother’s stern features were slick with sweat and his mouth red with blood from where you had split his lip, he wore a reluctant smile though and whatever anger he had possessed was hidden behind pride and good conduct <span class="mu-i">’’I thought I’d done you ill with that blow Brother, we’ll make a fighter out of you yet’’</span> you felt yourself bristle at the hidden insult, YOU had proven yourself the better fighter, you stifled whatever retort a lesser man may have given as your uncle clasped your shoulder interjecting himself <span class="mu-i">’’God's grief you two I thought you were out for blood there’’</span> he gave a light laugh <span class="mu-i">’’are you well there Alyn? Corly’s might have killed you with true steel, but I’d wager you’ll see your spurs once we see the prince off’’</span> your brother had the decency to show his shame at the remark and you saw the familiar clouds forming over him <span class="mu-i">’’I did not mean it, Uncle’’</span> he protested weakly with his regular dowerness that only caused your uncle to give another short laugh <span class="mu-i">‘’’of course you didn’t Corly’s, you might have Dragon’s fury in your blood but kinslaying is beneath you’’</span> you felt your neck prickle as he said that, had you rea-
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