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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 15:59:00 GMT -5
(OOC: Expert: Long Blades)
Arenya caught the sword and readied herself,"This should be fun. Just don't beat me up too bad." She grinned,"Remember, I have to kneel before the King."
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Post by Foo Foo Cuddly-poops on Feb 6, 2014 16:42:57 GMT -5
As the two combatants square off against each other, and wait for the start of the bout Brandon's frustration at the situation becomes apparent as he lunges in at the first second and swiftly brings his practice sword straight for Arenya's chest, in an attempt at parrying the blade, she manages to direct it towards her arm leaving a shallow cut on her arm's bicep. Recovering from his lunge Brandon takes a step back and readies his sword defensively out in front of him. Arenya counterattacks with a quick lunge forward which Brandon is easily able to deflect, recovering quickly Arenya brings her sword around again in an arc trying to catch Brandon off guard, he barely manages to deflect this move though as he feels the air coming off of the blade through his practice garb. Both combatants square off again, this time Brandon takes the initiative and batting her sword out of the way charges into her and knocking her to the ground.
{Brandon Wins]
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 16:46:03 GMT -5
Brandon outstretched his hand to help Arenya off the ground.
"Well fought, you've improved since you went to war." He said. "Perhaps I should discuss with his grace a method to rotate our brothers in and out of conflicts, so as to make sure we stay sharp."
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 16:57:24 GMT -5
Brandon outstretched his hand to help Arenya off the ground. "Well fought, you've improved since you went to war." He said. "Perhaps I should discuss with his grace a method to rotate our brothers in and out of conflicts, so as to make sure we stay sharp." Taking his hand and standing,"Yes, I would agree. It keeps you somewhat sharp, even though you're picking me up off the ground." |
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 17:01:04 GMT -5
"I fought a small battle myself, while you were gone," Brandon said with a smile.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 17:23:51 GMT -5
"Really now? With who?"
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 17:33:14 GMT -5
"A cell of Poor Fellows, who had seized a little girl of house Massey and held her hostage." Brandon explained.
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Post by Daemon Waters on Feb 6, 2014 18:17:07 GMT -5
She nodded with a smile,"very well.... seems the critters of the poor fellows are being exterminated everywhere."
"I say good riddance to the lot of them."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 6, 2014 19:05:08 GMT -5
"I should like to take that riverland a bastard myself; though his grace is our mission and we must not allow ourselves to be sidetracked.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 0:01:22 GMT -5
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With her flail now repaired, and her injuries fully recovered, Elsey was happy to return to the yard. She had felt like her skills had been going to waste.
Going straight to her usual spot in the yard, where there was plenty of room to swing the weapon at it's full extent, she focused on a point on the pell ahead of her, and began to slowly move forward, sweeping the flail in long diagonal arcs to either side of her body, eventually whipping the long chain upwards, to tear it down hard onto the top of her target, the curved claws of the heavy ball on the end making the wood splinter.
She stood still a moment, breathing steadily, admiring her handiwork, before pulling the claws free from the pell, and wandering back to her starting point.
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 9, 2014 0:04:36 GMT -5
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Brandon entered, observing the girl at work with her flail, and made a show of chosing a blunted blade from the rack.
"A flail is a curious weapon of choice for a young woman," He said finally interrupting the woman's practice, "How did you decide on it?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 0:41:19 GMT -5
Elsey turned to face Brandon, giving him a respectful nod;
"Lord Commander."
She wound the chain around her right hand a few times, letting her arms relax without letting the head of the flail touch the ground;
"Let us say that I have always felt more comfortable being different from other young women. I have known for as long as I can remember that I was meant to be a warrior, not a courtier. My father gave me my free choice of weapon to train in when I was nine, and I was drawn to this one, with no thought to what was deemed 'proper' for a woman."
She hefted the flail's head slightly, glancing down at it with some small affection;
"When I wield him, it is like a dance. The whooshing sound he makes around me is like the music. And, unlike the trivial dances at courtly balls, our dance can be used for righteous purpose."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 9, 2014 0:46:55 GMT -5
Brandon considered this statement for a moment before answering. "When one thinks about it from a philosophical point of view, rather than a merely physical one, perhaps the flail makes a good deal of sense. After all, with its weight and momentum, you can scarcely dominate it's movement. Unlike a sword, which goes where you will it, the best you can do is guide the flail's path. Subtlely controlling the movement of an otherwise blunt object seems a very feminine concept."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 1:13:15 GMT -5
Elsey smiled;
"Well, I am rather a blunt object myself. My weapon gives me grace that I do not normally possess. But you give me a thought. When you speak of blunt objects that are controlled by femininity, do you mean men, Lord Commander?"
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 9, 2014 1:21:43 GMT -5
Brandon only smiled wryly and said, "perhaps it is a skill that will serve you well in your marriage." He let the sword sweep the air in front of him, "My condolences," he added.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2014 1:48:20 GMT -5
Elsey swung the loose foot or so of chain idly, like a pendulum, her face darkening at the mention of her unwelcome betrothal.
"Thank you for not congratulating me for that farce. I have wanted to put this through the head of everyone who has. I doubt any of my skills, however honed, will help me endure the ignominy of being shackled to Trajan fucking Waters, if you'll excuse my language."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 9, 2014 22:16:46 GMT -5
"The man is a monster," Brandon agreed. "But none of us choose our fates. We can only endure."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 6:23:27 GMT -5
"Easy for a man to say, especially a man like yourself, Lord Commander," said Elsey, rather bitterly. "You will never be forced to marry anyone, let alone someone like that."
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 10, 2014 14:30:14 GMT -5
Brandon bite his lip and thought back to many years ago before shaking his head, "Of course, I would know nothing of it," He said coolly. "Shall I leave you to your practice?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 15:38:03 GMT -5
Brandon bite his lip and thought back to many years ago before shaking his head, "Of course, I would know nothing of it," He said coolly. "Shall I leave you to your practice?" "No, it's alright. I am sorry, I have been rude to you. I know no more about your life than you do mine. I should not assume that you are better off. Will you forgive me? I should not have directed my anger at you." Her shoulders slackened, her expression suddenly embarrassed and weary. |
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 10, 2014 15:46:18 GMT -5
"No, it is alright, you have cause for frustration," Brandon replied, while wondering how much, if any of Maegor's remarks the Crown Prince had shared following their meeting. Hopefully none, since it would be needlessly cruel to tell Elseyris of the horrors the King had proposed.
"Although it's true I shall not be wed, I do know something of doing untasteful duties, but perhaps it is a bit crass to compare my experience to duties which also invoke matters of the heart," he conceded.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 16:18:12 GMT -5
"No, it is alright, you have cause for frustration," Brandon replied, while wondering how much, if any of Maegor's remarks the Crown Prince had shared following their meeting. Hopefully none, since it would be needlessly cruel to tell Elseyris of the horrors the King had proposed. "Although it's true I shall not be wed, I do know something of doing untasteful duties, but perhaps it is a bit crass to compare my experience to duties which also invoke matters of the heart," he conceded. "I suppose it is a different kind of unhappiness, though I do not think a lesser one. We both have to do things we find abhorrent to satisfy the whims of a cruel and hateful man, and neither of us may follow our own hearts' desires." Her grip on the flail's chain tightened. "I assume, being ever in the King's presence, that you know... what was said..." |
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 10, 2014 16:39:20 GMT -5
"I am sworn to keep his grace's secrets," Brandon said, by way of confirmation, "and uphold his honor. So if you can restrain your tone please. I know you have cause to be cross, but you would be doing me a kindness," he added.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 19:03:48 GMT -5
"I am sworn to keep his grace's secrets," Brandon said, by way of confirmation, "and uphold his honor. So if you can restrain your tone please. I know you have cause to be cross, but you would be doing me a kindness," he added. "Yes, I am sorry, again. I am not in terribly good control of my mouth at the best of times, let alone the state in which you find me now." She sighed heavily, looking at the ground for a moment. "I am reliably informed that, if the Prince displeases the King, in any way, I am to have my eyes and tongue cut out, and I will be raped by every knight in the Realm. What do you think about that? And would you do it, if commanded?" |
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Post by Lord Commander Brandon Snow on Feb 10, 2014 21:05:43 GMT -5
This seemed to be a common question he was getting these days. "His grace would not ask that of me, I don't believe. He is a good judge of character and uses people in manners that best suit them and him. I believe he would recognize that I am the wrong tool for such a vile task." He frowned clearly displeased.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too