Genna Lannister POV
With shaking legs the armored figure stood, the metal slightly clanking as he rose up over the body of the bandit he crushed when he fell. The only illumination was from a torch one of the bandits held, casting ominous shadows over the bloodied and foreign armor of the man before them.
The odd helm he wore held a certain menace to it. It was an odd metal mask covering the mans face up to his eyes, with a helm over it to protect the rest of his head, fanning out into an odd, almost leaf like shape. The man shook his head, before looking to her and her assailants, not speaking a word.
He tilted his head to the side, examining his surroundings, looking to each and every bandit with a single sweeping glance. After a pause, one of the bandits grew uncomfortable and spoke to the strange man.
"Ya don't look like you from around here ser, we don't want to cause any more trouble than we have to. We don't want to fight another knight, and I would bet you don't want to die for something so trivial as a fight against a couple low born scum like us eh? Why dont you just walk away, and leave us to our prize in peace?
The knight focused on her, looking down at her torn dress and exposed flesh. "This woman is the prize your referring to?" "Yes ser, she'll make a good ransom, but we have no intention of killing her." A glint of greed entered the bandits eyes "Won't stop us from sampling her though, if itd help you can have a go at her too, the first one even. Ever wanted to take a woman like this' maidenhead?"
The knight grunted, before stepping forward. Genna felt her hope begin to drain away, so this was just another man trying to take advantage of her, hopefully shed be able to find him and have him punished when she was finally returned. "Arent you a knight? Would you leave a lady alone, to be ravaged by brigands?"
The knight stiffend, before crouching down to her position. Armored digits gripped at her chin as she tried to look away, Dark eyes locked onto her own, before a rough voice filled the air around her.
"No, I would not."
The knight stood, watching as the bandits drew their weapons, a mix of iron swords and the occasional woodsmen s axe. "Leave the girl, and leave this place. You'll live longer lives if you do."
The bandits hesitated for a moment, noticing the size of the man before them, nearly half a head taller than their largest man, and covered from head to toe in bloodied plate of strange design. Another look at the Noblewoman on the ground reminded them of the potential riches they could receive, of the prospect of a beautiful high born screaming beneath them.
The bandits charged, seeking to take down the knight with sheer weight of numbers, hoping to kill the man before he can kill them.
The knight had no weapon to defend himself, no steel to put between himself and his enemies, barring his armor. He did not need it.
Fifteen bandits charged the man, only to be met with death. The first bandit received a blow to his jaw as his blade bounced off of the knights armor. The force of the blow tore away a portion of his jaw, sending many of his teeth flying into his allies, and leaving nothing more than a bloodied chunk of bone where his lower chin and jawline once existed.
Genna gasped at the feat of strength and brutality. No man, knight or otherwise, was strong enough to harm a man in such a manner with a single blow! Who was this man? A knight like that does not simply go unnoticed, but she had heard no mention of a knight with the strength of a monster!
The bandits who saw this halted immediately, stumbling over themselves with dawning horror as their friend collapsed into a mewling heep. The ones who could not see it slowed as they saw their allies halt, but advanced ,none the less, halting only when they saw the knight turn towards them, his gauntlet dripping with gore,
He slowly bent over to pick up the still crying mans sword, before pointing it at the bandits. "This is not a fight for you to win, leave the woman with me and your lives will be spared." Some hesitated, not understanding the fear in the eyes of the other bandits, but quickly followed their comrades into the forest after they ran away.
The knight turned to her when the rest of them left, crouching down to her and looking at her exposed breasts. With a surprised gasp she watched as he reached for the hem of her dress. The nerve of this man! She wasnt a prize to be won just because the man could scare off some bandits!
She prepared to scream this at the man, before he quickly tore away a large strip of her dress. "It would not do for a beauty such as you to be so exposed to her people when she returns home, With your permission I would see that rectified." Quickly she hid her shame and answered the man.
"Yes, it wouldn't do for me to be seen like this, you have my permission ser." Quickly the man wrapped the strip around her breasts a few times, covering her nipples, and pressing her tits against her chest with the cloth. "It's not ideal, but it's better than shaming yourself completely."
As Genna looked down to the straining cloth she couldn't help but think this really only emphasized her problem, but gave her thanks regardless. "Can you walk?"
She tried to stand, but her leg had twisted when the first bandit had tackled her. Already a bruise was forming around her leg, she could only yelp and gasp as she fell to the ground. She closed her eyes as she prepared to hit the muddy earth again, before the knight caught her in surprisingly gentle arms. "I suppose not." The man hefted her into her arms, before carrying her as a husband would his bride.
She blushed despite herself, she had never been carried like this before.
"We'll walk for a while, and then I'll set us a camp for the evening. Do you know which direction we are headed?"
She blinked, "My home is at Casterly Rock, if we find the road we can follow it there."
"Then it is only right I escort you there my lady."
Genna smiled, in spite of everything she would be home soon.