>>5195585>>5195589>>5195602>>5195703>>5195862>>5196018Thank you good sir you are a true jester skilled in what we call in France "the wooden tongue art". I laughed out loud. The Gender Bending Trebuchet must truly be a relic of Diver City.
>>5195869You decided to don your armor because even if you heard that this Hostil Lord was a poor swordsman the skill gap to bridge between fighting an unarmored fighter and an armoured warrior was too great. Against an unarmoured man you could slash and thrust anywhere and you will probably wound your enemy while against an armoured man you would have to thrust your sword to expect piercing his chainmail. Any battle between armoured an unarmoured men could only end in slaughter. So you ordered Ancel and some servants to help you with the process once you would have finished to eat.
Once armoured you were escorted by two servants of the baron to the arena. You put your gambeson under your hauberk. You put on your ailettes too to protect you against any blow that will be deviated by your helmet and would maybe wound your shoulders. You attached to your arm the small coloured ribbon that Lady Takable gave you as a token of her favour.
You entered into the arena and saw that it was a quite big wooden structure with a pit full of sand and benches on the sides where spectators could watch the battles.
Once inside you saw that Lord Hostil was unarmored ! Such arrogance ! Such hubris ! How could he think that he will be a match against a knight in full mail ? But he was there, without any helmet and any armor, playing with his sword. All the nobility, the baron’s councillors and many others watched from the tribunes and tried to bet on the victor. You heard a man tell to Ancel.
-A knight against a mage ? He will get roasted !
But your brave scout answered.
-Haha, no ! I saw my master fighting against Flemish at the siege of Bruges, believe me he will strike true against this man and kill him.
Bohémond agreed, saying.
-Yes, and the other man fights unarmored like a villein, it will not even be a challenge. I bet 5 livres tournois on my liege.
You were encouraged by these words of your men but they were clearly in the minority. But you decided to walk towards the middle of the arena and you heard the awful Baron speak as per tradition.
-Fors Hostil, Lord of Hostil, do you want to apologise to lady Rose Takable and Lord Charles de Villeroi before this assembly to avoid this bloodshed.
-I shall not apologise, it is I who was unjustly insulted and I demand apologies.
The baron, hearing this answer told you.
-Charles de Villeroi, Lord of Local, do you want to apologise to Lord Fors Hostil for accusing him of laughing at lady Takable to avoid this bloodshed ?
-Never ! I am on my right and this felon is wrong ! I will defend my honour and the honour of Lady Rose with my sword.
