training room ♔ (ota/multi-thread)

[nepotism]

WHO || Fredrick Jr., Luthir, Dovan, entirely open
WHAT || Weapons training
WHERE || Knights HQ, Training Room / Armory / Firing Range / Gym, Dragon's Hide wing, 2nd floor
WHEN || Tuesday, March 4th from 10am onwards
HOW || Actionspam

It's that time again. New squires would have heard the word come 'round that there would be open weapons orientation this Tuesday- which is also open to anyone who just wants to come spar with the newbies as well. As before, 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.

Sir Carpenter waits over by the firing range door, arms folded. Red-headed Sir Ironsides hefts an axe over his shoulder and offers a boisterous greeting to those approaching, and Fred helps round people up to the middle of the room.

Some of the squires' mentor Knights will have accompanied them - others will have left them to their own devices. Everyone's welcome to tag into threads or make their own!

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[ex_noble101]

[It had been some time since Aedan had gone out of his way to seek out any of the new arrivals. He'd been doing his best to learn all that he could of the modern world, that acclimating himself had become his main focus over the course of his stay. Now that he had learned enough to feel reasonably competent, he thought it might be good to welcome some of his newest comrades.

Of course, there were some things that would remain "primitive" no matter how well-accustomed he became to his new home. His choice of broadsword as a sparring weapon should have been evidence enough of that. It looked like all of the new squires had already partnered up, however. For now, he was was content to sit and watch the other matches until a spot opened up. Kick his ass, Sea Bass!]

[bluffcheck]

[Thoster has no desire to adapt much to the modern world. He has some modern clothing, sure, but he's the same man at heart. He's a bard and a pirate and not at all ashamed of it. Instead of a sword, he carries his preferred weapon... a morningstar. Strolling over to Aedan, he chuckles to himself ]

Looking for a dance partner, friend?

[ex_noble101]

[A man after his own heart. :') Except that Aedan has actually been doing his best to fit in around here. Plus, the idea of him typing into the drakenet search engine like a half-blind grandmother is too good to not be reality.]

I thought you'd never ask.

[Well not so much as Thoster in particular, but in general. You get the point. He'll perk right the fuck up back to his feet now. It's always polite to exchange pleasantries with someone before you proceed to bash each others' brains in.]

I'm Aedan. Are you one of the newest recruits?

[bluffcheck]

Ah, no. Though apparently I've done a poor job of introducing myself to people if you've never seen or heard a word of me. Thoster Chatwyn.

[He offers a hand to shake]

[ex_noble101]

To be fair, I've spent a good majority of my time playing catch up to the rest of you.

[And shake it he will. Like a Polaroid picture, even.]

A pleasure. [Especially if you make for a worthwhile sparring partner.]

[bluffcheck]

Ah! [He lights up a bit more.] Between that and your choice of weapon, would I be right to assume that you're not from a place such as this?

[ex_noble101]

That's right. [Ju got a problem, mang?]

[bluffcheck]

Always glad to find a kindred spirit. [No really. This fuck doesn't stop smiling.]

Are you any good with that? [He gestures to the sword.]

[ex_noble101]

[Oh, well then. He will smile right back at you, bro.]

I'm better with two. [Maybe he wanted a handicap idek, gurl. I'm still learning ok.]

[sorceresslite]

[ aedan's sword is probably bigger than ella, the tiny redhead who throws herself into the bench next to him in the most dramatic of fashions. really tiny. like THEYRE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO ISENGARD tiny. ]

Who do I have t'kill, d'y'think, to get them to install a vending machine in this place? [ her accent is so irish, it's hard not to think of her as a leprechaun. just don't do it out loud because she has a dagger tucked into her pale pink dress and she has a complex about being called a leprechaun. she will not hesitate to shank a bitch.

she's totally a leprechaun. ] 'course I've been here for six years and the thought only now just occurred to me so...

[ex_noble101]

[That's okay, gurl. He's not really sure what a leprechaun is exactly. She's safe from judgment for the time being. Oompa loompas on the other hand...]

You might try running it by him. [Unsure whether or not she was actually soliciting his opinion when she plopped down beside him, but she's getting it anyway.]

Wynne strikes me as the reasonable sort. [In case she was wondering who this "him" Aedan spoke of actually was. Wynne called the shots around here, right? Seemed legit to ask him for shit. Sugar daddy whut.]

[sorceresslite]

[ she will light him on fire. no lie. ]

Well, he does love me loads. I'm pretty much his favorite. [ really ella? you know what, kiddo, just keep flying your self-confidence flag. go on with yo' bad self. ] That's a good plan.

[ex_noble101]

The two of you are close?

[Wow way to get all up in her business though. He seems to realize as much because a not a moment later he adds:]

I only ask because he seemed rather distant to me.

[sorceresslite]

Well, no, 'cause he is. I mean, he's in charge of a bunch of knights that put themselves in danger every day. Imagine how heartbreaking it would be to get close to all of them and then just... lose them. [ hell, ella doesn't even like getting close to anyone that isn't her brother or andrew. she'd go mad if she had wynn's job. ] But it's still family. He's the closest thing I've to a dad now.

[ex_noble101]

[Just realized I mispelled Wynn as Wynne. Two different people, Aedan. Only one of them has a penis (he hopes...).]

I see your point.

[He can sort of relate, although his command over Ferelden's Grey Wardens had been brief by comparison.]

I'm Aedan, by the way. I don't believe we've met.

[sorceresslite]

Elinor. Ella for short. Nice to meet you. [ oh hey, she does have manners! ]

[ex_noble101]

Likewise.

[There's a brief silence, because he knows what comes next might be super forward but--]

Forgive me for being blunt, but what are you exactly?

[He's new okay. At least he didn't ask whether she was an oompa loompa...]

[trebond]

You look like you need something other than a post to test your weapons with.

[ alanna draws her own sword, twirling it on either side of her with a smile. ] Aedan, is it? [ when you've been at the castle long enough, you pick up names, even of the knights you haven't met yet - alanna's been with them plenty long enough to have an idea. ]

[ex_noble101]

[Straight to the point. He liked her already. The promise of a spar with something other than one of the dummy posts set up around the training area alone was enough to get him up and on his feet again.]

At your service. [Though he doesn't recall ever having met her.] And you are?

[trebond]

Alanna. [ she gives a half-bow in greeting, because she'd never quite broken herself of that in favor of a curtsy, despite her teacher's efforts. teacher, she supposed, was a loose term for madame cooper, but one that fit her well. ] I'd tell you what sect I've joined, but I don't want you taking it easy on me on account of it. [ she hefts her sword, turning it over, then begins to circle a little bit, signaling that he's welcome to go for it. she nods to his sword and armor??? y/n? while she moves and makes conversation. ] You're not the only one to have trouble adjusting, you know. But you'll get there.

[ex_noble101]

[He's not sparring in armor, for the record. So that's a -1 defense from the stats that are listed on his character sheet. Full disclosure I have never actually played out a fight beyond the first two moves so please hold my hand.]

Am I that obvious? Not to say I don't appreciate the words of encouragement.

[He follows her lead by raising his sword and stepping into the painted circle on the ground, moving in a counter motion so that he continues to face her as she moves. We're going to say that he's using a generic bastard sword from the armory so we can ignore any extra cold damage dealt by his usual weapon, too.]

After you. [Initiative be damned. Ladies first and all that jazz.]

[trebond]

[ she won't take advantage of the offer, but instead will swing in a sharp but obvious blow straight toward his shoulder (atk 15) that can be blocked easily while she banters back. ]

When you're here long enough, you can pick out those who've come from Shadow Worlds that are less advanced than this one. Consider it a gift I've developed rather than a failing of your own.

[ex_noble101]

[It's apparent that she wasn't putting her all into that first swing (sense motive 23), which he's able to parry with little effort. Apparently she had no intention of being catered to due to her sex.]

And here I was under the impression that we weren't going to be taking it easy on one another.

[After which he immediately goes on the offensive, striking out with his weapon in an attempted slash across her torso (Attack 26, Damage 13). Yeah, she's gettin' one. At least he wasn't treating her like a delicate flower I guess...]

[trebond]

Treat me like a lady, and I'll treat you like one. [ she's given reason to regret it as soon as the zippy remark is out, because the slash drives right through her leather armor down to her skin because she can't jump back fast enough. it's a bloody gash left open in her chest, but she'll match him blow-for-blow. she comes back and brings her sword across in a diagonal slash (atk 21, dmg 4). ]

[ex_noble101]

[I guess clothing is optional up in this bitch because she just tore open his shirt, and a good deal of skin underneath before he could recoil far enough to avoid the counter attack.]

My apologies. I'm sure I won't be making that mistake again.

[Except his next attack is a lot sloppier than he'd intended (attack 15), and easily avoided by anyone actually paying attention.]