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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 25, 2007 19:31:55 GMT -8
"Eh, long knife. It was all I could handle back then but I weilded it like a sword. Then came sword, some dagger-work, and the bow and arrow. Not to great with the last two though." Aden answered, grimacing at the admition of weakness.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 25, 2007 19:39:51 GMT -8
"If you are skilled with a blade, then I challenge you to a sparring match." Peregrine said, leading Vollo into a stall. He released his horse into a stall and came back out into the aisle again. "You might want to put your horse away." He advised.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 25, 2007 19:45:56 GMT -8
Aden grinned.
"Sure thing." He responed and led Battle to his stall before returning to Peregrine.
"Let's go." He said eagerly and waited for the headmaster to lead the way.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 25, 2007 19:53:27 GMT -8
Peregrine drew his sword, a Gaelic Claymore which he had named Revenger. He held the blade in front of his suntanned face and bowed, not exposing the back of his neck. Then he straightened once more and waited for Aden to do the same.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 25, 2007 20:16:34 GMT -8
Aden drew the broadsword he had dubbed Dark Age and bowed in return with a grin. He held his blade in a cross-wise guard position and waited for Peregrine to move first.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 25, 2007 20:19:08 GMT -8
Seeing as Aden was not planning on bowing, which was customary, Peregrine began to circle his opponent, his sword ready, then, as quick as a flash, he stuck on forceful blow, merely testing his opponent.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 9:54:18 GMT -8
((He bowed!))
Aden blocked the strike easily and followed up with an attack of his own, his blade arcing towards Peregrine with all his strength behind it.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 26, 2007 21:17:27 GMT -8
Peregrine parryed the blow with his blade and jumped nimbling to the side, so far this was child's play.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 21:22:26 GMT -8
Aden started moving, circling Peregrine quickly. He never stopped moving, striiking, feinting, always moving. He had learned long ago that standing still was the easiest way to get knocked of your feet.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 26, 2007 21:26:26 GMT -8
Peregrine waited for the boy to strike again, and he wondered why he wasn't reining blows down upon him more frequently.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 21:28:36 GMT -8
Aden was putting all his strength behind each blow but they didn't seem to phase Peregrine. He scowled and started striking faster and more frequently, he was going to win.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 26, 2007 21:32:41 GMT -8
Peregrine lazily parryed the blows and then started to go on the offensive. He reined three hard blows from his Gaelic Claymore upon his opponent that had such strength behind them that was unuasual for such a small fighter.
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Post by Aden Shawnson on Oct 26, 2007 21:37:10 GMT -8
Aden was startled by the strength of Peregrine's blows, it was almost like fighting someone his own size. He blocked and struck back in a series of blows calculated to put Peregrine's blade out of the way so Aden could catch him in the stomach with a nice strong kick.
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Post by boiz9 on Oct 27, 2007 3:04:43 GMT -8
Thorn walked in barefoot with her pants rolled up to her knees and GG following just behind her wet from being at the beach. they only gave the fighting pair a glance than walked in to GG's stable to brush all the salt out of his coat.
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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Oct 27, 2007 9:54:22 GMT -8
Peregrine decided to spice things up a bit by wirling his blade up high and bringing it, with a whistling of wind, down to Aden's calf, if he kept the blade going, it would slice his opponent's calf in two.
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