Fight Type: BATTLE (teaching spar/skirmish)
Prize: experience (ic and ooc)
Contact Made: yep!
Character #1: @Benedict
Bonded: N/A
Magic: N/A
Armor: N/A
Weapons: a steel claymore
Current Health: 8
Current Attack: 12
Current Experience: 22
Character #2: @Israfel
Bonded: Yes - Phoenix
Magic: Periti Magic - Pyromancy
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Current Health: 32
Current Attack: 28
Current Experience: 60
Prize: experience (ic and ooc)
Contact Made: yep!
Character #1: @
Bonded: N/A
Magic: N/A
Armor: N/A
Weapons: a steel claymore
Current Health: 8
Current Attack: 12
Current Experience: 22
Character #2: @Israfel
Bonded: Yes - Phoenix
Magic: Periti Magic - Pyromancy
Armor: No
Weapons: No
Current Health: 32
Current Attack: 28
Current Experience: 60
A quiet challenge rang out from the depths of his stoicism. Benedict was no criminal, nor was he a soldier... but the man desired to learn. The request was for a teacher, of a sorts, since his own had not followed him to Novus. He wasn't even sure if the equine was dead or alive... Shaking himself free of such things, he wordlessly paces the Steppe. Here is where he learned that fighting happened. Hadn't he said he'd only defend? But... he could not wait for violence to be thrust at him. He had to take the initiative here.
He wasn't sure who or what would show to face him. The man was unmarked by war; he was fresh. But he was not so innocent, never to see blood. He had. A lot of it. And bodies. Benedict felt his body shudder a bit as he walked, refusing to see in his mind's eye the horror he had years ago. It took all of his control once more to shrug it off. It was time to begin again, to start anew... to... be not a burden. He had no experience with fighting; he couldn't even defend his loved ones.
Time to change that.
“he speaks”
He wasn't sure who or what would show to face him. The man was unmarked by war; he was fresh. But he was not so innocent, never to see blood. He had. A lot of it. And bodies. Benedict felt his body shudder a bit as he walked, refusing to see in his mind's eye the horror he had years ago. It took all of his control once more to shrug it off. It was time to begin again, to start anew... to... be not a burden. He had no experience with fighting; he couldn't even defend his loved ones.
Time to change that.
“he speaks”
tremble little lion man
benedict
Summary: has come to test his strength in the Steppe
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: 0
Response Deadline: No response date needed! this is a teaching spar!
Tags: @Isafrel, @inkbone
Attack Used: 0
Attack(s) Left: 2
Block Used: 0
Block(s) Left: 1
Item(s) Used: 0
Response Deadline: No response date needed! this is a teaching spar!
Tags: @Isafrel, @inkbone
