Everyone at court knew that William of Edraf was odd; he was smaller than the other boys, very private, and showed little interest in the ladies who playfully flirted with him at parties. He, like many other sons of nobility, came to the capital at the age of ten to begin his training as a knight. A boy of his size entering into this lifestyle was laughable, but that made him all the more desperate to prove his worth. He struggled at first; the transition for him seemed to be more difficult for him than the others his age. However, extra training sessions outside of his lessons made his progress improve exponentially. At sixteen, he was the best swordsman of his class and could hold his own against many of the older boys. He was still odd, though...He didn't undergo the same frightening growth spurt appropriate for boys his age, he never seemed to grow any facial hair, and the change in his voice was minimal. All was explained soon after he was knighted at eighteen. He attended the Mid-Winter celebrations after months of patrolling, and found himself entered into a mock duel for entertainment. A man of the visiting nobility from across the border had begun to brag about the skill of his country's knights. William's skill as a swordsman was known throughout the court, and they wanted him to teach their guest a little lesson. How humiliating it would be for an experienced knight, boasting his prowess, to be defeated by the greenest knight they could offer.
They were not given foils or blunted blades, so the winner would be he who drew first blood. They were evenly matched for the most part, but William, being smaller, was faster. The other man, however, was not very careful with his sword; he had had a bit to drink, and one of his slashes could have been far worse...had it not been for the layers of tight bandages around the younger fighter's torso. The blade had torn through "his" shirt and bandages to leave a long scratch from navel to collarbone, tracing between...her breasts?!
William was Winnamine. Her parents had a lot to answer for, but they stood by her, and fought to make sure her title would not be taken from her. She had earned her knighthood the same as any other boy. She was allowed to keep her title, but many challenged it. She couldn't perform the ordinary duties of knights, because by the time she had an assignment and was ready to leave, she was challenegd to another duel. Again and again, she had to prove herself against the more traditional crowd, beating them one by one. This seems to be her last fight of this manner; after this one man, there seemed to be no one left to fight.
I would like someone to play this last contender. He is a nobleman from the eastern border, and has come to see how good the Lady Knight really is. It doesn't matter who wins or loses. What I'm looking for is someone who will issue harsh banter during this fight, be a little rougher than necessary, and harrass her in castle corridors regardless of who wins. (I'm thinking he might win to make things interesting, but we'll see.) After a few days or so, he goes home, and in a couple of months, she is put on border patrol. Part of her jurisdiction lies along the lines of this nobleman's fief in the east. He knows very well that she is not well thought of at court anymore, and no one would mind if she...disappeared. Some way or another, he takes her as his prisoner. The method remains up to you, but a couple of suggestions are as follows: an invitation to stay at his fortress, rather than camp outside; or his men at arms give her the jump on the road. The point is, he wants to punish and humiliate her for her charade as a boy, constantly tormenting her with the reminders that no one from the court cares that she's gone missing, and that she is helpless in his grasp.
Anyone interested, please post interest here, or PM me.
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