Post by Arthur Glenmore on Jul 9, 2015 7:33:13 GMT
"We are the best fighters and archers in the North. Chosen as children to be the North's champion fighters, We Train hard or not at all."
Arthur Glenmore, The Captain of the Glenmore Guard. They were the unfamous best soldiers and Knights in the North. Arthur was a handsome young man, But he was one of the best fighters in the North. His men had been sent to the wall at the behest of Robb Stark. To see how the Wall was since Robb had brought his men up and smashed into the wildling host and beheaded Mance.
It was the driving force that wedged between the half brothers. They were friends but they had not spoken or seen much of eachother until Robb got a letter to send men North to meet and help Robb with what he needed. So he had commanded the Glenmore elite guard to the wall. They were few in number but known by the Lords as the best fighters and archers and it was said some went on to become Kingsguard and legendary fighters. "Commander, The Lord Commander is in the Training ground. Shall we follow you, Ser?" The Captain asked as he stepped in line with Arthur. They were diciplinned and orginised soldiers, The best the North had to offer, Trained to do nothing but protect and serve. Farmers Second Son's on Glenmore lands and trained from birth to fight. The Training was hard and many could not last the intense training and some even died.
Arthur gave a curt shake of the head. "Put the Nights Watchmen to work. Show them why we are feared and respected." He said as he found his way to the grounds. "Nights Watchmen! Three of you too one of my men. I bet you all a thousand silver Stags that none of you can take one of my men to the ground." Arthur laughed as he walked p the steps to where Jon stood over the courtyard. "Robb sends his regards." He said as he folded his hands behind his back. "I hope you don't mind your men getting the shit kicked out of them." He said as he looked at him. "Where are my fucking manners?" He laughed as he patted the man on the back and offered to shake his hand. "I am Arthur Glenmore, Heir to Rillwater Crossing, And Commander of the Glenmore Elite Guard. I'm sure your father has told you of the men who charged into battle with him. Though I was still on the breast when it happened but, You get my point."
It was the driving force that wedged between the half brothers. They were friends but they had not spoken or seen much of eachother until Robb got a letter to send men North to meet and help Robb with what he needed. So he had commanded the Glenmore elite guard to the wall. They were few in number but known by the Lords as the best fighters and archers and it was said some went on to become Kingsguard and legendary fighters. "Commander, The Lord Commander is in the Training ground. Shall we follow you, Ser?" The Captain asked as he stepped in line with Arthur. They were diciplinned and orginised soldiers, The best the North had to offer, Trained to do nothing but protect and serve. Farmers Second Son's on Glenmore lands and trained from birth to fight. The Training was hard and many could not last the intense training and some even died.
Arthur gave a curt shake of the head. "Put the Nights Watchmen to work. Show them why we are feared and respected." He said as he found his way to the grounds. "Nights Watchmen! Three of you too one of my men. I bet you all a thousand silver Stags that none of you can take one of my men to the ground." Arthur laughed as he walked p the steps to where Jon stood over the courtyard. "Robb sends his regards." He said as he folded his hands behind his back. "I hope you don't mind your men getting the shit kicked out of them." He said as he looked at him. "Where are my fucking manners?" He laughed as he patted the man on the back and offered to shake his hand. "I am Arthur Glenmore, Heir to Rillwater Crossing, And Commander of the Glenmore Elite Guard. I'm sure your father has told you of the men who charged into battle with him. Though I was still on the breast when it happened but, You get my point."
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