training ♔ thursday morning

[nepotism]

WHO || Fredrick Jr., Dovan Ironsides, Luthir Reedhym, entirely open
WHAT || Weapons training
WHERE || Knights HQ, Training Room / Armory / Firing Range / Gym, Dragnon's Hide wing, 2nd floor
WHEN || Thursday, Feb. 16th, from 10am onwards
HOW || Actionspam

Just like Fred said, at the top of the main staircase is the entrance to an incredibly spacious room, that has gym and weight training equipment on the wall near the door, and then lots of old school training dummies and more at the far end. A glass door enters into a firing range, and another pair of large doors on the farthest wall lead to the armory.

The room's full of the clanging of metal, as Dovan and Luthir fight, sword to axe, across the room, and Fred gathers everyone up on the gym side to explain things.

Comments

[witchwoman]

[Her weaponless hands are probably a good indicator of that. She looks up at the man with wide eyes.]

I... Well, no. I have no reason to fight anyone here.

Do I?

[thebetrayer]

I don't think so? But it's just for practice. You know, so you can be ready when it's time to fight the real bad guys.

[witchwoman]

I suppose that makes sense.

[The concept is still foreign to her. She was well trained in healing arts, but any self defense was something she learned as she went along. And for the most part, her instinct was flight, not fight.]

I just don't know where to begin.

[thebetrayer]

[In a way that betrays his usual manor, he tosses his sword from one hand to the other with a casual air.] It's not as hard as it looks. After awhile.

[witchwoman]

I've seen enough war to know that killing is a simple enough thing to do once you are taught the right methods. But I'm not entirely certain I want to learn.