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[Koyu]

37th of Summer, 514 AV Koyu laughed a little, as he brought his hand from his hair to his side. "If I didn't know any better.." He crossed his arms, making a slight smirk with his mouth, as he continued his thought. "I'd say that the sea has left you very absentminded, Drefan." He brought his hand to the bottom of his chin, looking up. "I recall last time you were in Riverfall, you inquired about where to go in this city." He took his hand off of his chin, waving in a slight, quick motion. "But never mind that, I suppose sleeping all day on a boat does make one lose track of their memories.." Koyu laughed for a short moment and continued, "I'm only kidding, you know." "Anyway, I'll show you the way. After all, it doesn't hurt to get some exercise in. The Rat Hole is a decent distance from this port. If you'll follow me, we should get there in no time." He began to walk out of the docks and waved his hand behind him, motioning Drefan to follow him. "C'mere boy." Silver quickly caught up to him, and was now walking beside him and Drefan. "I'll have to bring Silver home first." He said as he turned a corner down a street that extended off of the docks. All three of them followed down the street until they got to the end. There, at the corner, was Koyu's cottage. Koyu led Silver into his house, and entered for a couple minutes. After a few moments, Koyu came out, with a sword and a sheath slung over his shoulder. "I might need this" He laughed, "Wouldn't want to get into any trouble and not be able to defend myself." He scratched the back of his neck. "I hope you're prepared to defend yourself as always.." He gestured to Drefan's waist, containing a Talon Sword.

[Drefan]

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37th of Summer, 514 AV

Drefan chuckled, resting his hand on his sword as he grinned wolfishly. "My sword is an extension of myself. Im at least decent, even if I'm no blademaster." He stretched, cracking his neck.

"Are we expecting to get into any brawls?"

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[Koyu]

Koyu grabbed onto the hilt of his blade and laughed. "I mean, you never really know and besides.." He looked at Drefan's blade, "Wouldn't it be nice to do something else besides sleep in a boat all day?" He looked around, seeing that they were almost to the tavern, and began walking backwards, talking to Drefan. "Hell, maybe we should spar sometime." He let go of the hilt of his blade and brought his arms behind his head. "It might do the both of us some good."

[Natsu Nendo]

It was unusual for Natsu to be itching for a fight, but today seemed to be an exception. Not a fight to the death obviously, but a good spar was long overdue for the Pycon. It had been a three seasons since he had seen his family alive, and twice as long from his training with his father. Although he did gain knowledge from his Pyve, the small mouse-like creature had not yet used his Py-string for anything other than shortening a cloak. It was only when the Pycon set eyes on the two men casually strolling down the cobbled road in the direction of the tavern with weapons in full view that Natsu drew his own weapon from the bag on his hip, scampering to a point on an arch which hung over the path which the fighters walked. He waited patiently for them to arrive below, and dropped down swiftly, wrapping the sharp string around the arms of the one who's hands did not rest on his weapon. Although the Py-string was sharp, the clay figure did not pull hard enough to draw blood, only to bind the arms momentarily. It was by his own foolishness that one of the handles slipped from his grasp and the human was freed from the contrictions as the Pycon slid down to the ground and scampered a small distance back, weapon at the ready.

[Koyu]

Hmm, I wonder if we will get into any conflicts. Koyu looked at Drefan and analyzed his body structure, reassuring himself that Drefan could handle most fights that they would encounter in Riverfall. Yeah, Drefan's the polar opposite of himself whenever danger comes. He goes from resting to having his sword at the ready in no time. I wonder who he trained wit- Koyu's thoughts were cut short when a being, unknown to Koyu, dropped down upon him, constricting his arms. Damn, what the hell is this thing?! Koyu tried to reach for Cruscada, but was unable to, due to the string constricting him. After a few moments, the being let go of the string foolishly and allowed Koyu to quickly draw his blade. "Who are you?" He watched the small being scamper away a few feet from him and Drefan. His blade was at the ready in his right hand, hanging down by Koyu's calves. Koyu was careful not to stir a commotion where they were. Koyu began to speak again in a soft, yet stern manner. "I'll ask again, who are you and why are you trying to pick a fight with me?" Koyu's expression changed from calm to serious as he spoke. When he finished his question, he stepped forward a couple feet, and gestured towards his blade. "I'm not afraid to use this, you know."

[Drefan]

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37 of Summer, 514 AV

Drefan quirked an eyebrow at the small clay figure brandishing what appeared to him, a length of string. His hand still rested on the hilt of his Talon Sword, and he slowly drew it out, holding it in a reverse grip.

"Koyu, are we being attacked by a statue?" He asked, genuinely curious. He had seen Pycon's before, but he had never actually spoken to one, and never had one interact with him in any way before; the Svefra pod he traveled with did not have any in its ranks. His eyes lit up. He always welcomed a challenge, and even if his opponant was of such diminuative size, he had no doubt there was some way to even the odds.

A slow smile spread across the man's face in a predatory grin, his eyes glinting in the summer sun.


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[Natsu Nendo]

Natsu had never done anything quite as foolhardy as this endeavor, and he very much doubted he would do anything as such in the near future. That did not stop him, however, and as he eyed up the competition he felt remarkably confident. The one whom he had attacked was at the ready in moments, blade low and prepared, a solid stance for quick change from offense to defense. The other held his blade in a reverse grip, used by most as a defensive hold yet in the hands of this being it eminated a deadly aura. The eyes of the secons glinted in glee as he mumbled something to the first, and Natsu a0began to focus again with his other senses. "I'll ask again, who are you, and why are you trying to pick a fight with me?" The one with a calm demeanor stepped a few feet in his direction and Natsu grinned. He felt no need to answer the question, focusing instead on the defensive-ness of the speaker's current stance. As he lifted his foot to step forward again, mouth opening as he spoke, Natsu sprinted forward. He wrapped the Py-string around the ankle above him and kept running, giving a sharp tug as he did so and bringing the warrior's feet out from beneath himself. The clay figure wasted no time, tugging his weapon free and leaping towards the second. This time the gold-flecked sharpened web wrapped around the blade of the sword near the hilt. The Pycon had underestimated the reactions of the second, and moved to use his tool to pull the sword from the reverse grasp in which it was held, but the man's hold remained firm and Natsu found himself in a state of half-dangling from the sword. He released on end of the string, dropping to the cobblestones and jumping a safe distance away from the two fighters. So far this was going arguably well, but his confidence could well be his undoing.

[Koyu]

When Koyu stepped forward, the small being sprinted towards him, using his string weapon to bring Koyu's legs out from under him. What in hell is this thing doing?! Koyu thought to himself, as he was falling forward, his legs up in the air a few feet. After a few brief moments in mid-air, Koyu extended his left arm forward towards the ground. He then pushed up off the ground when he made contact with the ground, still holding his blade in his right hand as he regained his balance, reforming a strong upward stance. He slowly turned around, watching the statue dangle from Drefan's sword. Koyu watched for a second, and began to walk forward slowly, his face slowly going from enraged to calm, as he brought blade outward, hanging near his rib. Koyu let out a small breath, and inhaled slowly, running his finger along the side of his blade at a steady pace. He began to walk towards Drefan, his face lightening up. "Y'know, I almost face planted because of that statue." He ran his fingers along his cheek, beginning to scratch a bit, as he seemed to be thinking. "Huh.. Well I'll be damned." After a couple seconds, Koyu suddenly raised his sword upward, and held his left hand upward as well, his fist wide open, ready.