Capítulo 10: 9: Defiance of Duskendale Part 7 / Rescuing The Mad Hatter Part 3
(Royalist Camp, Outskirts of Duskendale, Duskendale, The Blackwater Rush, Blackwater Bay, The Crownlands, The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, Westeros, GoT Universe)
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(Jon Arryn POV)
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King Aerys was safe, but Jon's son had chosen to stay behind and cause a distraction to let them escape. He was equal parts proud and equal parts terrified. Rogar was no Arthur Dayne, but wasn't a Hedge Squire by any means.
Within seconds of entering the Camp, Lord Tywin was given the order to storm the town and assist Rogar by King Aerys. The King was grateful it seems.
Jon himself rode in with Nestor and Yohn behind Ser Arthur and Lord-Commander Hightower who were leading the charge to the Dun Fort.
Despite his worry, Jon knew that Rogar was skilled enough to be one of Westeros's more promising warriors in training and could likely hold his own for maybe an hour at the most. An hour was more than enough to make short work of the few hundreds of defenders unaffected by the poison used by Rogar's mercenaries.
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(POV Shift: King Aerys II Targaryen POV)
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Ser Barristan Selmy was a God's send. He'd rescued him from his torment, yet according to Ser Selmy it was The Young Falcon who was crucial to their successes.
This Falcon would be suitably rewarded for his heroism and valour. As would Barristan. But what could Aerys offer that would be suitable repayment of the debt Aerys felt he owed?
A Knighthood? No, not enough. A Small Council Appointment? Maybe. Ah! A Royally brokered Marriage? Perhaps that would do the trick? Wait Aerys remembered Varys making mention of a courtship between the boy and A Royce Widow.
Aerys would need further deliberation on this matter. But he'd reward the boy, twofold if he took care of The Betrayer!
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(POV Shift: Rogar Arryn POV)
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Rogar and Denys Blades sung a song of Steel as they met each other.
Rogar had a light Fleshwound from creating that trail of bodies. Two Guards sprung a surprise on him, landing a blow to his rear midsection. Hit him right between his Cuirass and Leathers. The Leathers slowed the blade but didn't stop it from hitting skin, just from scoring any serious damage. He'd get a scar, but nothing too nasty mind.
He'd eschewed his Shield for A Broadsword and Short Sword, The Shield being much to large to carry in here. Rogar would earn His Ancestors Arms and Armor someday but He'd have a Personal Set forged out of Dragonbone, Valyrian Steel, and Dragon Hide someday. Dragonbone and Valyrian Steel would form his armor as well as some of his weapons, He'd Wield a Bow of Goldenheart enhanced with Dragonbone, He'd have A Set of Dragon Hide Leathers Beneath his armor, and he'd Wield The Sword of Artys Arryn in one hand and either his Shield or A Weapon of Valyrian Steel.
But Dreams aside,he still had a fight going....
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(POV Shift: Denys Darklyn)
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This child was skilled, he picked away at his Defenses like he was using a splinter to clean his teeth. Denys knew he'd lost, but hoped that if he died it'd spare his family attaintment, Death, and Exile. It was a small near-non-existent hope, but if was a hope nonetheless.
All Denys wanted was to win a Charter for Duskendale that would lower his taxes and increase Trade, but Lord Tywin refused. To demonstrate his anger, Denys stopped paying his taxes. It was Serala who convinced him to capture King Aerys. In the end it was all her fault, and his for thinking less with his head and more with his cock.
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(POV Shift: Rogar Arryn POV)
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Rogar was tiring, He'd pressed Denys a little too often, and Denys was more skilled in Counterattacks and parrying than one might think.
But while Rogar was tired, Denys was exhausted. Denys Darklyn was older and more experienced, but his Training had clearly focused on redirection and tanking an enemies Blows rather than the standard stuff. Rogar would kick off a pillar to use the momentum of falling to bring down his full weight into his blows. He'd freerun up between two Pillars sort of like an Assassin's Creed player would stepping up two before spinning a good 180 degrees to land what amounted to a Falling Avalanche type of attack.
Because of his momentum Denys seldom had the time to sidestep and redirect his strike, especially as he didn't always go for this kind of strike, sometimes stepping up once only to spin around and Lauch a riposte at his chest or somersault over him in an attempt to lay a blow against his back. He'd sequence it three times before altering randomly to keep Denys from forming a counterattack planned in advance.
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As Rogar went to slip under Denys Sword Slash, Lord Darklyn spun around to back elbow him in the face. Stunned from the surprise strike, Rogar can do nought but stand helplessly and staggered as Denys slashes at his Helm. The force of the blow sends his Helmet flying and the sword cuts across his cheek.
''You lose boy.'' Says Denys as he raises his blade to strike, but before he can trust the doors crash open and men in Lannister, Arryn, Baratheon, Kingsguard, and Targaryen Tabbards flood Inside. Reaching his hand to his short sword Rogar quickly runs Denys Darklyn through the neck and out his throat.
''No, you did.'' Says Rogar as he falls to one knee, finally letting his body relax and rest a little.
''Well done kid, well done indeed.'' Says Some Knight or noble That Rogar is too tired to acknowledge.
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(Time-Skip: One Hour Later)
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Rogar was being stitched up by Silent Sister's, when King Aerys entered.
''Leave us.'' The King orders.
''Your Grace, forgive me for not greeting you properly, my body is too exhausted to move.'' Rogar says politely.
''A very insignificant formality, Rogar Arryn for rescuing me and for Slaying The Great Betrayer, I shall grant you two boons in recognition for your efforts and heroism.'' Says Aerys.
''I would ask for a Royal Charter for the Vale of Arryn. I wish to develop the Vale and build new ports. A fitting extra humiliation to the Betrayer no?'' Asks Rogar.
''Let it be known that the House Arryn and it's vassals are granted Royal Charter permitting them to increase their standing army, receive a Tax reduction of Fifteen Percent, and may freely tax and levy their people without Crown Oversight. What would you ask for your Second book Young Arryn?'' Asks Aerys.
''I wish to serve as a page under Lord Staunton, learning how to govern as a King such as yourself does a realm would help me rule the Vale. But I wish to do this while serving as Ser Arthur Dayne's Squire as he offered to do do to my Lordly Father.'' Says Rogar.
''Tywin, see it done.'' Aerys orders his hand.....
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