A small camp with a few tents mostly Bravosis standing around and talking you can find Syrio here drinking and joking always ready for a fight. THe camp is located in the Stormlands
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A small camp with a few tents mostly Bravosis standing around and talking you can find Syrio here drinking and joking always ready for a fight. THe camp is located in the Stormlands
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Last edited by Trot; October 26, 2012 at 11:41 PM.
One day a man in a brown hooded cloak arrived at the camp. Looking around and seeing many bravosi, he decided to speak in the common tongue. He know a great deal of languages, and had visited the Bravos a few times but decided it would be best if the did not know this yet. "I'm looking for someone to put to work, someone with specific talents. Who here wants a job?"
Syrio walks up. "Well it seems you are in luck" he says in a thick Braavosi accent. What would this entail.
Syrio now has a level one mercenary guild with 50 men under his command.
The man looked at the bravissi, a particular stout man but that had not always translated into fighting prowess. The man dismounts and smiles at syrio, dropping his hood and allowing his blond hair freedom. He unsheaths his sword and challenges
"Well lets first see if you can handle your own."
As you wish. +4 duels
"Indeed" Tybolt 3-duel
He walks over to the weapon rack a picks up a slender wooden sword the man wouldn't reconize. He then grabs a wooden long sword and tosses it to the man.
OOC- if its bravosi i might recognize it, my guy spent time abroad in his youth. Not saying hes an expert on all things of course lol oh and your wanted at Transfiguration class lol
"Very well, though this is a little heavy for my taste. So are you going to stand there or fight?"
ooc I gave up my student willl make an adult soon and if you don't mind I can to the rolls for speed
"Very well" he begins with a jab towards the mans chest.