I narrowly lost my life to those fools during the duel, Wyman and Willas. I had to convince the lord of the house to stop this insanity. Pleading for my life. PLEADING FOR MY LIFE!!!! How embarrassing….
Luckily, Lord Ronnal saw the logic in it, after having lost so many as a result of the ongoing war. He stopped the duel and saw to it that the Waters twins were paid some of my hard earned money as retribution. For some reason, I still have to pay for something that is not my fault. Even though I have no quarrel with the Water's twins, the next time they try to engage me, one of them is losing an eye.
Aside from this, there is a little hope, apparently in my absence a competition to win the Master at Arms Position has arisen. A house contest to see who can score the most points. The Hunt, a grand melee, a joust, and a couple of marksmanship events in order to see who is the most gifted in all of the best qualities of the master at arms. Finally a chance to show my true skills of why Ronnal chose me in the first place. Unfortunately with me being away, for what I am now calling "personal" reasons, I was behind as Carsen and Darron already bagged some points on the hunt.
The axe/knife throw and archery competition were a piece of cake. It was nice to see Samwell look like a grumbling idiot at something for once. I easily swept both of these competitions. No surprise there.
Although, the joust was a different story. Unfortunately, my limited expertise on a horse got me to the second round of the joust, but Darron is clearly the most skilled in this endeavor. I may have something to learn from this old drunk yet….
I write this journal a bit quickly as I am bit pressed for time to sleep and rest before the fight tomorrow, and I need as much rest as I can get especially if I am to defeat any of these knights of the house. Unfortunately, I will get no such rest as there's a knock at my door……