Bluelake Family/IrisWyllaRP/DinnerMarlo
Roleplay from Marlo Hormondson (14 hours, 19 minutes ago) Marlo received the guests warmly.
"My dear Alma, so nice of you to come." He bowed over Alma's hand, and kissed it. Doing the same with Wylla, he then offered refreshment.
Then Conrad arrived. The tall slim swordsman walked lithely into the room and bowed to Marlo, who raised an eyebrow. Marlo introduced him.
"My dear ladies, this is the swordsman Conrad. He is the undisputed champion of a thousand recorded duels and is the finest swordsman in Atamara." Conrad frowned slightly. "My Lord, didn't we discuss the fact that I am not the best?" he questioned. "Conrad, are you still alive?" ... "Yes" answered Conrad.
"Is everyone you faced dead?" ... "No, sir." Marlo had started to smaile and then abruptly paused. "There was old Nelkor in Aja who pleased for mercy after I disarmed him ... literally. And there was Philip of Tara who got a swordstroke in the spine. He can't walk anymore ... or feel anything below the waist. At least there will be no sons to avenge his disablement."
Murdo gulped. "Why didn't you finish him off?"
Conrad shrugged. "He was a horrible bastard who deserved worse. He tortured my sister to death. So I put him in a wheelchair and gave his son a lesson in swordplay. After I killed all 18 of his guards."
Murdo went white. "No wonder they call you the Iceman."
"It is just like I told you milord. Keep your head, or you will lose it. Eventually, as long as you are good enough not to get killed in the first ten minutes, the enemy will lose the belief he needs to win. Then you will have him."
Murdo nodded, "I think I need a drink before we go eat ... how about you ladies?"
Conrad noticed the ladies for the first time. He bowed over Wylla's hand, and then even lower over Alma's extended hand. "I see you have held a sword yourself milady. While you are in camp with the army, I would gladly give you both training."
