Originally Posted by
Jokern
Edric Yronwood arrives at Runestone on his white sand steed, Aemon. He is clad in leather armor with copper disks sewn onto the torso. His face is slightly reddened by the long rides over Westeros, with freckles appearing on his cheeks. Edric had been at Torrhen's Square when he heard the news about the grand hunt. It would be fun, a much more relaxing pastime than a tourney, as well as an opportunity to meet other nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. Edric remembered the Bronze Yohn from Lannisport. The lord had beat him in the duels and had made it to the finals before being beaten by Raymar Lefford. Despite the man's age, Edric could still feel the power in the strike that had hit his shield. Terrifying even.
Dismounting and handing his steed to a servant, Edric joined the other guests that had arrived.