(1866-12-07) Sunsreach Tourney: Free-For-All
Sunsreach Tourney: Free-For-All
Summary: A bit of socializing occurs before the Free-For-All event, and then the melee begins, truly kicking off the Sunsreach tournament.
Date: 1866-12-07
Related: The Royal Wedding and Other Sunsreach Tourney Logs
Players:
Aidric  Alysande  Broderick  Clara  Elrick  Emilia  Eva  Evelyn  Gabriel  Gawain  Jaren  Joffrey  Justin  Leander  Lillian  Michael  Nadine  Raimond  Rashad  Rosana  Thaddeus  Tiadora  Tristan  

Tourney Grounds - Sunsreach - Rivana

An open space in the middle of the city the tourney grounds is a wide flat field divided by rose bushes that have been allowed to grow here since the ascension of Queen Alysande.

The outer ring of the grounds is set aside for competitor pavilions and the stalls of merchants and food sellers fortunate enough to win a space from the master of the games to ply their trade. The inner ring is the tourney grounds themselves; a flat oval of earth ringed by a fence with openings on each end and a high gallery to one side and a flat open space to the other. On tourney days the fence is freshly whitewashed, the rose bushes are trimmed and the gallery is swathed in green and gold cloth while all around spectators and competitors mingle with gallery filled with nobles and the common folk packing in cheek and jowl across the lists to watch whatever event is on offer be it the melee, archery or that highest of competitions: the joust.

When the grounds are not in use the lists are off-limits to casual visitors and the grounds remain fanatically well-tended, lest the field become uneven and some future match be lost due to loose dirt or a wayward puddle.

1866-12-08

With the parade to have kicked off the tournament properly and spur on the excitement of it all, and the first of the main events not to long away, there was a fair number of people about the tournament grounds. Knights seeing to a bit of last minute practice, or simply taking a few minutes to relax and socialize, especially if they aren't taking part in the evenings event. Venders are plentyful with their voices heard over the turn of people every now and again, selling various kinds of food and drink as well as trinkets and souvenir. And with the recent Royal wedding, well there is a theme to be found amongst some of the offerings, not just your usual tournament baubles.

Amongst the various folk is Emilia, shadowed by at least one Huntress….though the young woman could be mistaken for such herself if one was not familiar with her face, for she wears the Huntress leathers herself. A light cloak resting upon her shoulders. She is currently at a small booth eyeing (stoically) a pair of wooden dolls….Jaren and Alysande bobble heads anyone?

Being one of the knights who is intending to fight in the melee, Broderick has been at the tourney grounds for a while, soaking in the atmosphere, eyeing the ground, and generally getting slowly into the headspace required to pummel someone else about with a sword in the name of sport. It's his first tourney with a squire though, so his routine is a little off, if perhaps, somewhat quicker, giving him time now before the final preperations, to mingle in the crowds, take in the atmosphere, and see who else he's likely to be facing.

Tiadora's nibbling on a stick of spiced beef as she and her guards make their way to the boxes reserved for the nobility of the host nation. She dresses in deep wine velvets for the festive occasion but without much color other than accenting black. She carries several such examples of beef-on-a-stake as she strolls. "OH! Lady Emilia," she calls, letting her voice carry over the noisy crowd. "Are you going to watch? Can we sit together," she says as an excited teen does, scurrying over.

A nod is given towards the vendor…an affirmative, she'll take a pair. Cause Jaren surely needs some more trinkets that mark the occasion. To add to the collection Emilia mayhaps already been 'gifting' him with over th epast few months. Her attention is however drawn from the vendor, who just might be surpised at whom he was selling the pieces to, at the sound of her name. One of her odd little smiles occuring when she finds Tiadora in the crowd, a little fluttery motion of her hand in a wave is given,"Lady of Tiadora, it is good to be of seeing. And of aye, I was planning to of watch. And quite of certianly you can of sit with of me. I think Cl..Princess Clara," one must remember titles in public," will be joining as of well, if you ar enot of minding?" And speaking of Tracanos, there is spied one just there. Another turn of her hand gives a fluttery sort of wave towards Broderick.

Broderick catches the wave out of the corner of his eye and turns to identify it's source. Both Emilia and Tia are well known faces so he threads his way through the crowds towards them and the vendor. "Ladies," he greets them with a respectful half bow, which is mirrored by his squire, "a trust you are both well?" He casts a brief eye at the stall, but doesn't feel the need to join Emilia in her purchases, "do you both intend to stay and watch?"

Tiadora gives Broderick a shy smile and a respecftul curtsey in rply. "I hope to, Sir Broderick. And I would be thrilled if Cl—, uh, the princess can join us, Lady Emilia. I've been looking foward to the games and all the excitement." She holds out the stake on a stick in offering, "Have you tried these? They're deliciously seasoned."

"Sir of Broderick, I am of doing of well, I pray the day finds you of well?" Offers Emilia in way of greeting along with a simple bow herself, first to the knight then his squire. "Good of day, Lord of Andrew." A faint tugging at the corners of her mouth coming as well for both. A nod goes to the Huntress with her as Emilia does accept the wrapped bundle from the vendor. "I am of intending of to, of aye. Shall we be seeing you of upon of the field, Sir of Broderick?" Her dark eyes flit over towards the offered out stick of meat,"I have of not. They do look of tasty." Her fingers curling about the bottom of the offered stick,"Of thanking."

Broderick toys brifly with the idea of asking one of the pair if he can carry their favour in the melee, but dismisses it quickly, they're not family, it might give entirely the wrong impression. Tia gets a smile at her question then a shake of his head, "not yet, but then I won't eat now until after the fighting is done." That sort-of answers Emilia's question, but he turns to her to do so more direcly. "Aye, you shall, it has been a few years now since I participated in a circuit event, but I'm sure it will come back to me quick enough. I'm not sure who else of the house is partaking, but I intend to do my best to give my cousin a good show." The Queen he means, as this is basically her tournement.

Tiadora says, "Oh yes, no doubt she will be excited for the games!"

"Ah..of aye, I know many of knights do wish to keep from of eating til after a contest. I am of sure there shall be of plenty of options of after," Emilia giving a small turn of her hand at the oh so many vendors happy to fill that sort of need. "I am of certain you shall give of a fine of show for of your cousin. And for of the rest of us as of well. I am of sure you have forgotten of little, if any at of all." Emilia gives a slight glance towards Tia at the comment, Emilia perhaps certain there were other things the Queen was more excited for. But she opts to try that meat on a stick rather than comment, certain the Gerrell isn't about to randommly poison her.

Broderick rolls his shoudlers a little, to keep the joints limber, then smiles back to Emilia and Tia. "It's fairly common yes," he notes to the Cassomir, "but eeryone has different ideas of what to do and when. In the war I remeber one knight who would insist on eating just before donning his armour, just incase he never got another chance." He doesn't specify which war though, not with old enemies now friends everywhere. "Does your brother fight?" he asks, "after his victory earlier in the year he commands a strong position in the overall standings, and of course, the more of us," Rivanans, "there are, the more chance we can sequre victory for the Queen."

"I can be of seeing of that…There are some amongst of the Huntresses who are having of their own of routines before of a mission," or otherwise, but Emilia leaves that unsaid. It was a bit of a given really. "Mine-brother?" Emilia blinks a little,"I believe Devlin might be of competing for some of the vents…Though I am thinking you mean of mine-cousin, Graham. He had been of planning to be of competing, but I have not of heard of his specific of plans. "

"Cousin, sorry," Broderick replies with a faint inclination of his head, "Lord Graham would be a formidable force on the field that is sure." He smile a little then before offering in jest, "perhaps I should let him tire himself removing a few of our guests before we cross blades. I have heard that between us we hve scared Sir Aidric from the field before we have even begun though, which is a shame. Still, I am sure he will enjoy himself from the stands none the less."

Tiadora giggles at mention of Aidric being scared off.

"He was of impressive in of his first of tournament, though I am knowing he was feeling a little of off in of Pacitta." Emilia gives one of those corner tugging smiles,"I think some of thought to do of that before, but people of forget of the iron in of our blood. We do not of tire so of easily." A small jest in return it would seem, even if a bit deadpan in the delivery. "Of aye…I recall of seeing Sir Aidric in the stands instead of within of the parade yester-of day. I am sure he is more of comfortable" With the crowds shifting at the nearing of the event, Emilia gives an incline of her head to Broderick,"We should be of finding of a good of seat and let you be of continuing of on of yourself. Good of Luck and may the One of be with of you." Moving to guide Tiadora along to a seat within the stands.

Tiadora curtsies for Broderick, "One guide your arm!" She then whispers to Emilia, "Wait, did he say your brother is entering?" Color rises in her pale plump cheeks. "I hope he is, he was amazing last time I saw him fighting…" She and Emilia head towards the stands, the younger girl nibbling on her meat-on-a-stick.

Aidric Carling is thankfully late to hear the news he has been scared from the field and so gives a nod of greeting to the knight from the stands as he parts from a pair of nobles, he'd been whispering with. He and his squire come down the steps to intercept Emilia and Tiadora. "Ladies," Aidric greets with a grin. "Might we join you?"

Dark eyes flicker towards Tiadora in noticing that bit of color to the her cheeks, Emilia gives a slight nod,"Of aye, Devlin should be of entering. He does of well of enough, of usually." Every knight has their off days after all. Taking another bite of that infameous meat on a stick as seats are found and settled within. A glance going to the familiar voice that comes bearing question, bowing her head to Aidric,"Sir of Aidric, of course you may be of joining us. Please.." That gnawed on bit of meat is waved a bit to invite him to join them so in their particular area.

Tiadora has a third meaty bits on a stick which she also waves at Aidric. "Oh please join us, cousin! We're just about to get settled. Are you excited for the games? I missed the parades… and most of the Harvest Festivals…" She trails off and looks a little uncomfortable on the topic.

Lillian was standing confidently on the field for the upcoming melee, perhaps a less familiar personality to those who followed the circuit or participated in it. Her attention was focused primarily on studying her opponents as they prepared more than on the crowd. Occasionally a holler or shout would prompt a glance from her, but otherwise she remained passively observant. For now.

Aidric's nose wrinkles at the meat being waved in his face but he does not comment. He takes a seat and his squire moves off to stand nearby. "Excited? Not really. Though it does make for some spectacle and the company is always good," he says giving a nod to the ladies with that last remark.

Michael had been staying in his pavilion for the most part since coming down to the tourney grounds, but now, he steps out armed with his tourney sword and his coat of maile. The heir to Murnord kneels then, praying briefly, before he rises, on mostly steady feet, to make his way to field and get ready for the day's event.

Sir Nadine t'Cadri is finishing the last few things she needs to get ready for the fight. With no squire (nor a desire to have one), she's entirely left to her own devices. She flashes Michael a brief but genuine smile as he passes, then slides her coat of maile on.

With a surcoat in Tracano colours now belted over his chain Broderick eyes the stands, noting with faint amusement that Aidric has found Tia and Emilia. Giving the small group a taint nod of hsi head as he tests the weight of the sword in his hand he leaves his squire at his tent and takes the last few minutes to collect his thoughts alone, well, apart from the other knights and watchers fromt he stands. He wears no favour, but here is a small sash on his belt that gives light to his other allegence, St Paulus and the Order Vigilant, although today it is quite cear that he fights for himself and his house, rahter than the church.

Standing out in the field, Evelyn moves out and settles near Michael, commenting, "Should be an interesting Tourney, this time," she tells him, cheerfully. "Good luck." She then goes quiet, eyeing the field and the competitors. Most? She knows. There's a warm smile to Nadine and a nod to the Snowshield, "Luck to you," she calls as the other woman she knows so well passes. But her eyes gravitate over towards Lillian, whom she does not quite know, but is aware of.

Gabriel l'Saigner stands off to the side of the field, silent and performing a series of exercises to loosen himself up in preparation for the event that is only minutes away. After another small series of thrusts and parries, he straightens up and smoothes out his surcoat, which is in the colors of House l'Saigner.

Tristan Tracano, everyone's favorite Rivanan Prince, plops down in his assigned seat in the royal box. He gives a small wave to a few familiar faces that he knows, and then leans back to start drinking his wine and settle in for this little shindig.

Hey now, Emilia waved her stick at the seat..not in Aidric's face. The 'touched' one has /some/ manners after all. Even if some might even debate that. "There is much yet to be of seen, Lady of Tiadora, worry of not." A incline of her head going to Aidric,"It can make of for a fine of spectacle, I am of curious if we will be of seeing any of the upsets that were of seen in Pacitta. And it does always of offer of a chance for fine of company."

Tiadora waves the meat-stick back in greeting at Tristan as she settles in with the other nobles of Rivana. "Well," she says to Aidric and Emi, "At least we will have fun. It looks like a good field tonight." She goes back to her nibbling, a bit more conscious of it now that there's a crowd.

Michael twists testing how the movement feels, as he replies to Evelyn. "Should be," he agrees before he stops and turns to face her. "Luck to you," he offers the l'Faust before a wave is given to Nadine to wish her the same.

The energy within the tournament grounds continues to rise as participants and audience alike prepare themselves for the carnag— excitement to come! Eva has come for that very reason. For the excitement, of course! Dressed in a dark purple dress with silver trim, she eases her way through the crowd as best she can. It looks as if most of the seats were already taken, but as luck may have it, she spies an empty spot near the trio of Tiadora, Aidric and Emilia. So with the small group in her sights, she shifts and moves forward, making her way in their direction. Gracing the three with a curtsy, she asks, "May I sit here and share your company?" For the briefest of moments, her gaze lifts and peers out across the way, toward the actual tournament grounds where the fighting would ensue, "It looks like it's about to start at any moment." There is a hint of enthusiasm in her voice just as her gaze returns to the group.

Seat, face, same difference. It's all just food being waved about. "Odds are good for Lord Broderick," he remarks as he too surveys the field. "Provided the Couviere don't all attack him and Thaddeus at once," he frowns a little at that. "Anyhow, they can manage." Tristan gets a wave then, before Aidric turns and sends his squire for wine, a flask of it, and three cups.

Eva's arrival has Aidric rising from his seat. "No objections from me, Lady Eva," he says before he glances to his companions to see what they say of it.

Seat, face, same difference. It's all just food being waved about. "Odds are good for Lord Broderick," Aidric remarks as he too surveys the field. "Provided the Couviere don't all attack him and Thaddeus at once," he frowns a little at that. "Anyhow, they can manage." Tristan gets a wave then, before Aidric turns and sends his squire for wine, a flask of it, and three cups.

Eva's arrival has Aidric rising from his seat. "No objections from me, Lady Eva," he says before he glances to his companions to see what they say of it. (reposed with my name in that first paragraph)

"That is always of a thing, seems someone is always ending a bit of ganged up of upon," notes Emilia to Aidric's comment on the matter. "Should prove of interesting any of which way." Adding her own bit of a wave towards Tristin in seeing the other two do so. The added prescence so near and speaking does have Emilia glancing along, offering a bow of her head from where she sits,"Of aye, please of do," echoing Aidric's sentiment in her own fashion.

And so the next event of the Sunsreach tourney of 1866 begins, with horns sounding to announce the arrival of Queen Alysande and King Jaren Tracano, all smiles (if subdued for Jaren, as tends to be his way) for the crowd as they wave their greetings before taking their seats. They are not alone, however, as it appears the Royal Box has some guests this eve…The Shahzadeh Rosana Behzadi and her husband Rashad, a bit more heavily bundled-up against the "north's" chill (compared to what they're used to) but watching the proceedings with interest in-between what looks to be pleasant snippets of conversation with the King and Queen. In any case, once all are comfortably ensconced, with wine goblets by their side, Queen Alysande gives the signal for the showrrunners to proceed.

"Lords and Ladies, Masters and Mistresses, Men, women, boys and girls of all ages, it is my pleasure to welcome you to the opening event of the Sunsreach Circuit Tourney of 1866: The Free-For-All!" A well-dressed announcer with a precisely-trimmed beard calls out in a booming voice. "Let's have a cheer for all our competitors this day to get them in the fighting spirit!"

The crowd happily obliges, roaring as the proceedings get underway.

Tiadora rises to greet Eva as well, "Oh please join us, it'd be our pleasure my lady. Friendship twixt nations and what not." She hands the now empty stick to one of the box attendants to dispose of. As the royal party filters in, she curtsies as is expected and cheers for the cheering.

"And here we go," the Gerrell maiden says excitedly, eyes sweeping the knights lining up the field for famliar faces.

Thaddeus takes the field. His surcoat reveals his identity, as does the blue and silver sleeve wrapped around his right arm, a favor from his wife. He hefts the dull tourney blade for a few moments as he readies himself for the contest, eyeing the competition and becoming aware of how the numbers are stacking up between the two nations.

With the fanfare that announces the arrival of the Royals, Emilia is again looking along to the royal box. A bow offered in time, though her expression remains ever so stoic. Her attention going to the red head that is soon after sliding in to a seat near her, Emilia offering Clara one of those corn-tugging smile things,"Cutting if of much of close this of time." Though both are soon adding their attention upon the field as the knights get into positoin for the chaotic carnage that is soon to begin.

Nadine steps onto the field, drawing her blunted tourney blade and taking her position. She nods to the heir to Stoneshield, gesturing lightly with her sword.

Michael raises his sword up high when the announcements are made. Taking what cheers he may with this foreign crowd. He does note the Alhazred in attendance, and for a moment frowns, not because they are there but because none of them have taken the field. That would have been something to see. Still, there is work to be done, he gives a nod to his fellow Couvieri, before he eyes the Rivanans arrayed against them. There would be some good fights tonight.

Sir Raimond Giraldi rolls his neck and shoulders a bit, bouncing on the balls of his feet to try to loosen up a bit. He gives his tourney blade a few swings, re-accustomizing himself to its balance before he settles down, his expression behind his helmet growing solemn as he waits to move in, keeping his weapon in a defensive posture as he seeks out one target in particular: Sir Michael l'Corren, but of course, the melee is a fickle beast, so it's quite likely he'll have to weather the gauntlet to get there, so-to-speak.

With the arrival of his cousin and her new husband in the royal box, Broderick lifts his sword infront of his face in silent salute to his soverign, then turns to survey his fellow combatants. Thad is noted and he's tempted, but it seems the guests need thinning a little before he'll move to more personal fights.

When cheer is called for, Tristan obliges and politely claps. Lightly.

Gabriel hears the announcer call for things to get into order. Rolling his shoulders, he glances around the field at the other competitors currently taking part. A tough field, he would have to remain vigilant. Giving himself a slight nod, he draws his sword and steps forward, his black and purple surcoat marking who he is in this little battle. Now…. who should he attack first. That was the real question.

Clara laughs. "You know how it is. had to make sure everything was well. Oh..looks like they are about to start." Clara settles down to watch.

Leander paces quietly. He didn't fare well the last time he was in one of these and he knows it well. He is being reserved…hardly the brash one he usually is. But…still a Giraldi…as his eyes seem to linger a bit longer on the more physically appealing combatants

Gawain is over there on the side of the grounds, wearing Thaddeus' livery and all that junk, no doubt with a couple of spare or replacement tourney weapons on hand should they be needed, watching as things get closer to getting under way.

Sir Joffrey t'Synclarre watches the forces array against each other, noting that the field seems rather tilted in favor of Couviere. Given that rather surprisingly lopsided turn, he glances over the field, and hangs back for now, not making any effort to move in and engage. This may not be the duels, but while he'd be reasonably comfortable with the inevitable gang-ups in a more even field, he's not inclined to be party to it straight from the start. Little honor and glory in proving your country can beat up another country if you outnumber them!

Evelyn l'Faust sees the man she wants, first and foremost; that being Sir Raimond. And she begins to pace towards him, wary of the ways the free-for-all can go, before fully engaging him. She approaches with caution, but fearless, having been made aware in the last Tourney that perhaps all his boasts weren't without at least some merit.

"Wonderful." Eva intones with a smile before gathering portions of her skirts as she settles herself in with the others. "While it is only natural for me to cheer on my countrymen, I know that many of your knights will put on an impressive showing." Lifting her chin so that she may get a better look at the participants on the field, she tries to locate some familiar faces behind their helmets and armor.

<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Right Leg.
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Broderick attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Leander with Tourney Sword but Leander DODGES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword but Thaddeus DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Michael has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword but Evelyn DODGES!
<COMBAT> Broderick attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Broderick has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Broderick with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Broderick attacks Justin with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Broderick has been KO'd!

Gabriel comes to Nadine's aid early on. Why? Target of opportunity. Thaddeus had concentrated on her, and so he tried to take advantage of that by coming in behind the man and scoring a hit. Sadly he had been noticed, and Thaddeus had done a commendable job in maintaining his defense. With a small nod towards Nadine and then one to Thaddeus, Gabriel spins away and spots his next target. The Giraldi that Evelyn is battling. Maintaining his own defense, he attempts to come in and offer Evelyn some assistance by sneaking in a hit under the man's guard.

Raimond opens with a titanic strike against Michael's chest, but he doesn't seem able to follow up that momentum right away, with his follow-up attacks only glancing off the man's armor. Still, he deftly parries or avoids the attacks directed his way in the interim, proving an elusive target, for now. How long that will last, though, is anyone's guess.

Emilia nods to Eva,"It is only of natural, just as we were of cheering for our countryman during of King Jean-Pauls Cornation Tournament." A certian understanding there, it was simply the way of things. Casting her eyes to the field as the chaos errupts upon the field. A mild tightening at the corners of her eyes as she see's Michael takes such a solid hit, knowing the man was surely yet recovering from the hunt. Her dark eyes trying to take in much of the action and there is a bit of a blink when Michael does stumble early on. And Broderick being double teamed…murmuring towards Tiadora,"I of fear, he is having no of luck in of this event."

Nadine swings and mostly misses Thaddeus… he's good and fights well. She manages a couple of small hits, and gives him a respectful nod as the chaos of the melee sweeps her to her next opponent, her old friend Great Lord Joffrey.

Evelyn moves to attack Raimond. But the free-for-all /is/ a fickle beast, as she attempts to attack him, Leander's attack causes her own to glance off her armor. She moves cleanly away from his next two attacks, her first counter harder than the second, but scoring two hits just the same. She then circles him, looking for the next opening, and next opportunity.

Joffrey sees Nadine headed towards him and grins, moving to meet her as she approaches, "Well then! At least I know I'll have a challenge." He says with laughter in his voice, moving to strike towards the t'Cadri knight even as she lashes out towards him in kind.

Damn it. Raimond's sword finds Michael's wound and sends him to the dirt. Still the heir to Murnord rises and carries on the fight, this time coming for Raimond instead of his brother. The heir's blows are fierce and wildly aimed as he fights through the throbbing pain that pounds in his chest and Raimond dodges everyone. Tired, pained and frustrated Michael continues the assault trying to land a good solid hit before his wound gets the better of him.

Tiadora gives Clara a welcoming smile and a polite nod for the princess side of her friend before focusing on the matches. OH! Poor Broderick. She frowns as one of her countrymen goes down but applauds the excellent match between the standing knights.

Closing with Justin, Broderick allows himself to drop into a cautious stance to begin with, figuring he'll take a few swings to get the measure of his opponant before starting this dance properly. He's not given the chance though as a flurry of blows comes in from two directions at once. His chest and head take a beating, then his sword arm, enough to make him almost loose his grip on the weapon, as he staggers to regain hsi footing. His final attack goes wide though as another blow lands on his chest, knocking him from his feet and bouncing his already fragie head off the ground. He tries to haul himslf back up to his feet again, but the tourney grounds are spinning and he eventually has to conceed and accept the help of his squire to get back to his pavillion.

Lillian rolls her shoulder as she hefts her tourney blade, stretching her muscles a bit. Her green eyes fixate on Broderick as he takes the field; it seems like she has picked a target, but she makes no vocalization to denote such. It is only readily apparent when she squares her shoulders and moves to face him fully. Justin's positioning was given a flickering glance, before she closes in and brings her blade against Broderick's chest. It wasn't a glancing blow, to be sure, but aimed more to knock him off balance than to knock the wind out of him.

This trend continues, with Lillian moving to complement Justin's incoming attacks and taking any opportune swipes she is allowed. It isn't relentless or brutal so much as calculated and tactical, and once the bruises and fatigue multiply and her opponent inevitably falls, she pivots and begins in Raimond's direction without missing a beat.

Having selected Evelyn as his first target, Leander starts fairly well, landing a hit upon the lady knight. However, he falters a bit as his next two swings purchase nothing but air, maneuvering himself to give an advancing Gabriel an opportunity, should the Couvieri have a chance.

Aidric curses and glances to where a few of his old colleagues from the bad old days curse as well when Broderick falls. He knew there was plenty of coin wagered on him. Thaddeus still stands, as too do the the Giraldi, so there is some hope for Rivana, not to mention Aidric's coin. Clara's arrival does earn notice, and he stands in greeting, though he does so with one eye on the fight.

The princess nods to Tia in greeting. Another glance to Aidric, and a hand indicates for him to sit. None of that formal nonsense in the stands. She is there to watch, just like everyone else.

Thaddeus is quickly attacked by two Couvieri, but fortunately he remains standing. His own attacks have proved to be rather ineffectual, but when on the defence this is not to be entirely unexpected. However, the fight must continue and hopefully Thad can hold his own for a little while longer.

<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Right Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword but Evelyn DODGES!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Leg.
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword but Thaddeus DODGES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Michael attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword but Evelyn DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Michael with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Leander has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Michael has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus has been KO'd!

With Clara's arrival, Eva is distracted for a mere moment, to rise in greeting to the other woman. Then just as she's settling down again, there is a spark within her eyes upon recognizing not just her uncle Justin out on the field, but her cousin Lillian there as well. While she may not be particularly close to her cousin, she is still family, and both of her family have begun taking turns against Sir Roderick, knocking him out of the tournament. Though she may not be loud and boisterous in her cheers, the young t'Acuto does clap with gentle enthusiasm.

Feeling unwell, Elrick had sent notificatio to the organizers of the grand melee that he would not be able to participate in the competition of the day, much to his disappointment. So the usual t'Tremaine tourney knight was not out on the field. At least he still makes his best attempt to attend the event to cheer on for his compatriots, despite being a bit tardy. By the time he makes it to the stands, the melee was already underway, the t'Tremaine Heir looking for a seat while trying to appear not too much under the weather.

Michael is down again, this time he is not getting up under his own power. The field marshalls however are quick to grab him and drag him clear of the battling knights, and healers are shortly attending him. Damned he'd hoped for a better showing, but the Giraldi knight was too quick for him.

Emilia manages a few claps for good hits here and there, but they are a bit reserved all around. Unsurprising given the rather sotic edge to the young woman. Leaning forward just a bit as Michael goes down, and a few others end up stumbling before continuing on. Commenting to those near,"I cannot of imagine those of wounds form the hunt helped Sir of Michael of any. Still did of well." Though the attempt to about decapitate Leander does actually have Emilia wince a bit. Ouch! A mild comment towards Clara,"AM thinking he might not be of in shape to be of dancing after of that."

Raimond's relentless assault proves to bear fruit, just as he continues to practically dance away from the strikes levied his way. Finally, he lands another vicious strike across Michael's chest, and sends the man to the ground. He doesn't have much time for congratulations or comment, though, as the fellow's twin is presently landing an equally-vicious strike to his little brother's neck. Well we can't have that! Raimond's attention turns to the winner of the previous circuit, and while he recognizes he puts himself at risk while others are targeting him, he still plans to give the l'Saigner Knight a battle!

Gabriel comes in behind Leander as the Rivanan duels Evelyn. The first two taps of Gabriel's blade are merely testing the Giraldi's defenses. The third and final blow is aimed at Leander's shoulder, a blow meant to knock the man's weapon from his arm and numb the arm, but instead? Instead Leander moves and unable to stop the momentum of his swing, his sword goes right into the man's neck. Unfortunate. Glancing down to make sure he's okay, he gives Evelyn a nod. "Put him down again, Evelyn, then let us attend to his brother, yes?" He turns and faces Raimond head on.

Tiadora just gasps at the matches. What insanity! What massive blows. At least some of their countrymen are still standing. She cheers wildly and claps with enthusiasm.

She gets a few openings on Raimond, but Lillian discovers this southerner can dodge, much to her dismay. The tactic that worked on her previous opponent doesn't quite work as well as a result. She cocks a brow when Raimond seems to find other prey and the Snowshield seems to close in, but she adjusts her stance to adapt to the new situation instead of chasing after the southerner.

Thaddeus soon finds himself relieved of dealing with two Couvieri so he continues his assault on Nadine, even as she is attacked, but he is soon knocked out of the contest by the arrival of Justin t'Acuto. As he recovers, Thad turns his attention on the new assailant.

Two against one…and one of them the blasted Circuit Champion. If one was watching, Leander's eyes would be rolling right about now. He is able to hold his own, landing a solid strike to Evelyn. But…only for so long. As he overextends, Gabriel drives his blade into the crook of Leander's neck, slamming him to the ground forcibly. But…somehow, the knight stands up…his face full of dirt and a little blood. He rises…and again faces Evelyn. Seems…he is not done.

As Nadine moves away from him, Joffrey scans the field, and noticing that Lillian still seems quite fresh, he turns his attention towards her as well, moving in at Nadine's flank to join in her attack!

"Yes," agrees Evelyn without pause to the Red Knight. Gabriel - and likely Leander, can see it in her eyes, and hear the steel in her voice. She wants a piece of Raimond. But, there is unfinished buisness with Leander, afterall, too. She nods at him, part appreciation for the lad's grit in getting up after several hits like that, from her own weapons as well as those from Gabriel. She moves in, still showing that edge of caution and wariness such events have perhaps ingrained in her, and attacks Leander after he's readied himself anew.

<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword but Thaddeus DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Right Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Leander with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Leander attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword but Lillian DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Thaddeus with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Leander has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Thaddeus has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword but Lillian DODGES!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel has been KO'd!

And a battle Raimond does indeed give Sir Gabriel, with three lightning-fast strikes all taking their toll as he presses the attack. He can't help but feel a bit discouraged as he remains somewhat aware that his brother has fallen, but it's quite frankly, a secondary concern for the moment, given that it's taking all his concentration to keep Sir Gabriel off-balance.

The goddamn Giraldi seemed like a dancer more than a fighter. Gabriel really had no taste for that sort of fighting. It all seemed so flashy and impressive, but let's see that cocky little son of a bitch try and move like that on the snowy battlefields of the far north or in far more treacherous terrain. Gritting his teeth, Gabriel powers through the blows the man lands, trying to bide time for Evelyn to finish off the brother and then come in from behind.

It is unsurprising with her countryman being outnumbered so, that they end up being amongst those taken down first. Emilia does shake her head just a little when the Knight Marshall ends up falling as well. It the only outward sign of her thoughts on how the chaos is turning out.

Maybe Leander should have stayed down. He manages to strike Evelyn soundly, causing her to waver for a moment. However, the next exchange have them trading blows….and she catches the Giraldi in the neck…the same place that Gabriel caught him. The strike shudders through him, causing him to drop to a knee. A hand held up…with those two little words spoken. "I yield."

After a few moments of relatively ineffective flailing against Lillian, Joffrey turns his attention when Nadine does, and apparently enjoying this bit of teamwork, he moves alongside her towards Justin t'Acuto, still keeping a defensive stance, but definitely applying some pressure on the fellow.

Nadine is put through her paces, hard-pressed by Sir Lillian. Still, she gives a couple of blows before the tide moves her through to another target, Sir Justin.

Lillian manages to weather through the concurrent attacks of her fellow northerners through a series of dodges and by virtue of wearing a good set of armor, though she finds herself far from unscathed. She huffs now, breathing labored now that she has to exert herself, but does not relent on her attack on Nadine even as she refocuses her attention on Justin.

Evelyn -is- determined, but that doesn't make Leander less so, as he delivers a clean, and hard strike against her to send her down to her knee, she rises, and fells him to the ground, before nodding. "Well fought," she honors his effort, and turns to Raimond, her glance striking but not hitting the Giraldi, before watching Gabriel go down. Evelyn frowns, and moves to end this battle before Raimond can take Gabriel out. That's an honor she wants, for herself, afterall.

With the success that both Justin and Lillian are having, Eva finds the event all the more exciting. Especially once her uncle works to down another opponent. Even with that success, it's difficult for her to focus on just one face off on the field and soon her gaze flitters about to see what Lillian were up to and then some of the others she knew of, like Sir Gabriel. Her family may both be faring well for the time being, but Alina's poor husband had taken a hard blow just recently. "I know that these are special weapons for the tournament and everything. That does not make these attacks look any less harsh."

<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Justin with Tourney Sword but Justin DODGES!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword but Gabriel DODGES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Raimond has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Right Arm stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Justin with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Joffrey has been KO'd!

Well, the dancing was bound to end sometime, and sure enough Raimond takes one colossal strike across his chest, only to have another across his lower back thanks to Evelyn striking him from behind. Such is the Melee, but as dangerous as it is, his attention turns to Evelyn now, striking out towards her while desperately trying to avoid further attacks.

While Emilia's focus remains upon the dwindling field, a mild nod does come to Eva's words,"They are of blunted, but the attacks and of wounds can be much of harsh yet. But in being of blunted they are not as of likely to be cause of death." Though that wasn't still entirely outside the realm of possiblity either during a tournament. When Raimond takes to rather hard hits…in quick succession, it is no surprise that he stumbles back from the attack. Emilia leans forward a bit in her seat to see if he will recover…and he does!

Evelyn manages a 'deadly' blow against Raimond, and coupled with Gabriel's own massive hit, she waits a moment to see if Raimond will stay down; but he's made of sterner stuff and she shifts to a more guarded position, somehow, though, Raimond manages to find the way through her cautious stance and yet evade both her and Gabriel. She says something in Alhazredi. It sounds like it might be a curse word.

Joffrey takes a huge hit to the head, and staggers back, momentarily senseless. However he recovers, if barely, and moves forward again, if anything even more defensive than before, lashing out with probing strikes to try to find an opening in Justin's defenses.

And there it was. The weakness of all this flashiness. Evelyn's own strike, a rather harsh one opens up Gabriel for one of his own, and he takes full advantage of it, pressing forward to make the man stumble. Gritting his teeth through his pounding head and other aches, he keeps pressing the attack.

Nadine keeps pressing her attack on Justin despite the blows coming from Lillian at the side. Gritting her teeth she turns back to the l'Valdan, focusing on her and trusting Joffrey to recover enough to keep pressing Justin.

Her uncle Justin's fate wasn't looking good. Not with his successes drawing so much attention to him and with each faltering opponent, only drawing in more enemies. So when Justin holds his own against those who descend upon him, Eva leans forward just a tiny bit. The man had already taken his share of hits, but his niece is pleased at how well he had been doing. All of this excitement and tension distracts her, though she does nod in return to Emilia's words.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword but Lillian DODGES!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Nadine has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Left Hand.
<COMBAT> Nadine attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword but Joffrey DODGES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Nadine with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Nadine has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Evelyn attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Evelyn with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Left Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword but Joffrey DODGES!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Evelyn has been KO'd!

Nadine takes a few more hits, and drops to a knee. "I'm out," she says before rolling back out of the ring, saluting Lillian with her sword as she gets up outside of the ring. Better luck next time.

Evelyn manages one more hit on Raimond, but cannot seem to land her sword against the man, for all her skill and prowess. He proves the better swordsmen, landing two blows against her and sending her to the ground. Spent, Raelyn slowly crawls a bit away from the battle, until she can catch her breath. Holding her side, she hauls herself up, to slowly, slowly make her way over towards the tents on the outskirts of the combat circle. Her eyes do not drag away from the fight, though. Under her breath, she urges, "Take him down, Gabriel."

With the field dwindled down, it was easier to take in the remaining fights, though Emilia's attention did seem to mostly go towards the double team effort upon her reamining countryman in the contest. There was a bit of clapping when Raimond manages to finish off one of the two facing him. Though it is a sound easily lost to the other cheering (and jeering) for the various fighters yet standing.

The l'Valdan patiently keeps attacking the Snowshield, knowing full well she likely didn't get her byname for nothing, while keeping up her guard for any new challengers. When Nadine drops and bows out, she nods with a friendly smile. "Good fight, Sir Nadine."

Now for her friend, who was giving her uncle a tough time. She turns towards Joffrey and advances with a confident stide.

Seems they are going to go through the motions again. The Giraldi certainly is able to keep moving, Gabriel will give him that. Sadly another pair of blows from he and Evelyn are not enough to keep Raimond down, and then Evelyn yields. Damn, he would have to try and find an opening and take it.

Raimond is panting for breath, not least of which because of the dull, throbbing pain in his chest from Gabriel's strike. But he continues to be elusive, though his own strikes seem to lose a good bit of their fire. Still, he presses the attack on Evelyn, finally managing to overtake her, before his attention shifts to Gabriel, though any observer would certainly note that he definitely seems to be slowing down…but then again, he's been fighting like a demon for a good portion of the match. "Come on then…." He says breathlessly, beckoning Gabriel on with his blade, and then, seeming to be able to tell that he's running out of steam, he lunges forward in an all-out attack!

Joffrey continues to battle against Justin, managing a very solid strike to the man's chest, and avoiding serious retribution for now. He sees Lillian moving in for the assist and grits his teeth, not in anger, but simply in anticipation of the attacks to come.

<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword but Gabriel DODGES!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Justin with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword but Raimond DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword but Joffrey DODGES!
<COMBAT> Justin has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword but Joffrey DODGES!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Lillian with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lillian has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Raimond with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Raimond has been KO'd!

And finally, another series of strikes from Sir Gabriel, particularly that last one to his already-tender midsection, and the last Rivanan on the field finally falls, dropping to one knee and propping himself up on his sword, wheezing, exhausted, and putting up a hand to signal his withdrawal from the contest. He's clearly extremely winded when he wheezes out a "Well fought, Sir…" To Gabriel, before moving to slooowly get himself off the field, grateful for a few days' break until the next major event.

Unknown to Gabriel, both Lillian and Justin both fall while he is busy with his duel with Raimond. Focusing strictly on his own defense and trying to land blows when and where he can. His first attack is dodged. Yet again. His second finds purchase on the man's right arm, and he quickly pushes forward and lands yet another blow in the man's midsection, finally forcing the man to yield. Taking in a deep breath he gives the man a faint nod. "Well fought, Sir." He turns to face the field then sees his goodbrother. Giving Joffrey a nod, he lifts his sword up in salute. "For Couviere, Joffrey."

The valient effort by Sir Raimond does earn a slightly more energetic clapping from Emilia, he had fought well and lasted long for the onslaught he had endure. And more of the field has vanished in that time, leaving two Couviere standing.

Eva had such high hopes for her family. Not that her uncle had disappointed, nor her cousin. It also doesn't come as too much of a surprise that they were both taken out by a veteran such as Joffrey. So seeing them both falling to the man's blows, while her heart may sink just a little, she is quite pleased with how her countrymen have been faring for the entirety of the tournament today.

Joffrey manages to finally strike down Justin, and follows up with a swift shift of attack to Lillian, also felling her before moving on to Raimond…not that the last seems necessary given that Gabriel finishes him off handily. So with only the two of them on the field, Joffrey takes a step back and returns Gabriel's salute, smiling behind his helmet, "For Couviere, my Brother." And with that simple declaration, he moves forward to attack.

<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword - Serious wound to Left Leg.
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Critical wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey attacks Gabriel with Tourney Sword and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Gabriel attacks Joffrey with Tourney Sword - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Joffrey has been KO'd!

Perhaps she may have been a little too confident in her approach. Her attack misses, while Joffrey's lands, and paired with the damage she's already accumulated it is enough to make her bend a knee and quietly yielding. Lesson learned. The bounce in her step doesn't lessen when she quits the field so she may watch the conclusion.

It's a strong effort. Joffrey taps Gabriel with a probing strike, then feints high only to land a solid blow against Gabriel's thigh, though he pays for his low guard with a bone-shaking strike to his chest that clearly leaves him off-balance, as his next strike goes well wide of the mark while Gabriel follows up with another to his chest, sending him staggering back and then ultimately losing his feet, falling backwards and landing hard on his back. But there's a bit of laughter from him as he lies there a few moments, lifting a hand to indicate he's through, "Well fought, Brother. And congratulations on your victory. You do us proud."

Taking in another breath and giving one final nod, he then moves forward and engages Joffrey. The two begin to exchange blows, and after a rather hard exchange where Gabriel hits his goodbrother in the chest and he takes a rather hard hit in the leg, he soldiers on forward, even with all of the pain. Another hit in the chest, and Gabriel finally lets out a breath, offering Joffrey a hand up and clapping him on the shoulder and then slapping his helmet lightly. "Well fought. Gwen will be proud." He grins and then tosses his sword away, not really caring about having won.

He leaves Joffrey to get some water and some rest. Moving to the center of the field, he sketches an elegant bow to the royal box.

Tiadora stands to applaud Gabriel's stirring victory and Joffrey's good natured cheer at losing.

Tristan sighs, watching the finale play out. "Unfortunate." He mutters underneath his breath.

Emilia is familiar enough with least the name of one of those standing, Gabriel had been Circuit champion before. And the two do give a find finaly showing, it does earn a rond of clapping from the Cassomir.

Evelyn, as she flumps into a sitting position to let herself rest, claps for Gabriel's victory and Joffrey's attempt to win. It was, afterall, a very fine battle. And a superior showing for her Countrymen. And her friends. She gathers just enough breath to cheer a little for -both- combatants, then turns to see the others who, like her, were not lucky enough to win.

Just as Tiadora rises to applaud, Eva does the same. Alina will be so thrilled, she's sure! The t'Acuto will most likely pen a letter to her parents at some point, informing them of what she considers a victory for Couvieri and her family alike.

The horns sound again as Joffrey makes his way off the field and Gabriel makes his bow to the Royal Box, acknowledged with a nod from Queen Alysande, as the Announcer pipes up, "And there it is folks! The Winner of the Sunsreach Free-for-All is none other than our reigning Champion, Sir Gabriel l'Co- l'Saigner! Let's have a cheer for all our fighters once more, and we will see you here two days hence for the bare-knuckle brawl!"

And with another roar of approval for the display they've just witnessed, the crowd begins to disperse. The mood is a tiny bit subdued as it certainly wasn't a hometown knight that claimed victory, but good cheer continues to reign, and the refrain of "We'll get them next time!" will be a commonplace one tonight.

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