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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 20, 2008 11:07:50 GMT -5
**Seor walked across the training grounds, turning to watch the other creatures sparring, shooting and some just chatting. A hedgehog nearly bumped into her as he was driven back by a fierce looking mouse holding out a curved dagger.**
Sorry, marm!
**Seor smiled and kept walking on. Finally reaching an empty spot in the grounds, the otter laid her bow and quiver of arrows gently on the ground. She placed her sling and bag of pebbles beside her bow and unsheathed her sword. Swinging it several times above her head, Seor looked around again. Everyone seemed pretty good at sparring, or shooting. But as Oravis had always told the otter, everyone was good at something.
Suddenly, somebody tapped Seor gently on her shoulder. The otter turned around to see who it was.**
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 20, 2008 17:52:12 GMT -5
Need a sparring partner? **Aral asked, the otter was slightly wet, he had just finished a spar with a young squirrel. His daggers were in his hands still, waiting for something to do.**
OOC: Multi-tasking, sorry could do better..
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 20, 2008 20:16:16 GMT -5
Sure! **Seor smiled, glad to have somebody to spar with for once. She pointed her sword in front of her, squinting at it with her left eye, then the right. The otter looked at Aral.** Ye ready? OOC: It's fine. Anyways, I don't think it's very entertaining if you post like 70 pages for each move that you make during a spar!  |
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 20, 2008 22:13:52 GMT -5
**The otter nodded and said**
Always
**He raised his daggers to chest level and waited for Seo to strike
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 22, 2008 19:52:15 GMT -5
**Seor got into a fighting stance. Her eyes scanned her opponent, then behind him. The otter rolled her sword in her left paw for several seconds, then she passed it from her left paw to her right one, and back again.
Seor had been taught to never underestimate her foe, no matter how weak and terrible they seemed. And yet aral was a creature that not only looked like one of a warrior, but also knew the strategies of sparring. Decieving him wouldn't be too easy, but just charging full out would be a foolish thing to do. Seor took it that the otter wanted her to make first move, or maybe he was just faking it, but it didn't really matter that much. The otter waited a bit longer, before finally making her first move. She struck at her opponent's chest, but quickly retreated, striking to the left, then the right of her opponent, hoping that one of the three attacks would reach a target.**
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 23, 2008 7:44:13 GMT -5
Aral moved quickly, he smacked the thrust out of the way, and the jumped to his right, avoiding the left thrust. The final thrust, however, nearly struck him right in the chest, he held both blades out, trying to catch the blade on the crosspiece.
Thankfully there was a ring of metal as the two daggers literally caught the sword. He shoved it away and sliced with his dagger from right shoulder to left waist.
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 12:28:37 GMT -5
**Seor twisted her sword out of the daggers wrath. Ducking, she kicked out at her opponent holding up her sword to block any attacks. It was good that she did so, or else more damage would have been done. The dagger hit her sword, then with the flat of the blade hit the place where it first intended to. No flesh was damaged, but Seor got the wind knocked out of her.
The otter jumped up quickly, retreating a few steps. She eyed her opponent nonchalantly, though she was in fact catching her breath. Once doing so, the otter smiled.**
Yore turn, mate.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 23, 2008 13:54:27 GMT -5
Kay, let's go matey **The otter said, he waited a minute until Seor's breath went back to normal. He then moved towards Seor, slowly, not quickly. Aral sped up slowly, slashing right to left with one dagger and left to right with the other. Let's see what would happen.**
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 18:00:37 GMT -5
**Seor knew what was coming up, because many times when she had sparred with Oravis, the squirrel had done this, though with only one blade. She had only suceeded twice in avoiding getting hit by any of them.
Seor drew her sword in circles as fast as she could in front of her. The first one caught the first attack, and the second one almost did, except that she was just a tiny bit too late. The dagger nicked her left paw, the one that was holding the sword, leaving a red dot. Ignoring the slight trickle of blood, the otter ran towards aral, thrusting her sword at his right side, throwing a punch on the other.**
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 23, 2008 18:33:56 GMT -5
He twisted his body avoiding the sword, but he had to take the punch. Seor's paw connected with his left shoulder. He stepped back, waiting.
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 19:16:51 GMT -5
**He's always waiting for me to attack...Seor realized. Could he possibly have a plan in his mind? Did he want to tire her out? Difficult to tell.
Seor circled around aral, her eyes never straying away from her opponent. Raising hereed rd, she charged towards the otter, stopping only one pawspreadth away, and backed away, swinging her sword from left to right. The point of this was to try and trick him into thinking that she was going to charge out at him, and then making him side-step away and trip her, but in fact she had stopped and attacked him by swing her sword.**
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 23, 2008 19:43:04 GMT -5
OOC: What is this? Raising hereed rd,
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 23, 2008 19:59:06 GMT -5
OOC: I think it was a mistake.
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Post by Captain Fishrudder on Feb 24, 2008 17:04:03 GMT -5
Aral simply stepped back, he said to Seor "Paw to Paw now?"
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Post by Seor Etal on Feb 24, 2008 19:16:00 GMT -5
Why's that?
**The otter held on to her sword.**
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