Closed You Have My Sword [Alex F]

[Samuel Longwell]

Samuel Thoughts Others The grappling technique paid off, which surprised Samuel almost as much as it did Alex. The squire rolled as he hit the ground, pulling his arm free and getting back to his feet. Samuel nodded in respect, his opponent had adapted to the situation and freed himself from the older man's grip. But what really impressed the knight was when Alex threw his blade back to him. As he caught his blade, Samuel grinned at Alex. “Many would just press the advantage they have.” Samuel said, “You have the correct attitude to training and I respect that. Occasionally it's interesting to have unbalanced contests though. Life isn't always even and fair.” Samuel hefted his weapons into position and considered his next move. His opponent was proficient with his blades but was unused to fighting with two at once. Was there a way Samuel could exploit that? Samuel rushed in, simply swinging his longsword at his opponents head. The squire needed only to lift his blade to stop the strike from connecting. Simultaneously he pushed his shield at his opponent's right sword, hoping to stop any attempted strike with that blade. Stepping in close, the knight made his real attempt. With both blades hopefully out of the picture, Samuel brought his knee up fast. He aimed for the squire's stomach, hoping the blow would knock Alex off balance. Samuel was unused to unarmed combat, but he hoped the kick would connect with enough force to at least turn the fight in his favour.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"

In the brief pause between Samuel’s charge and Alex tossing his sword back Alex spoke again.
“I already have an advantage, your injury. I think that’s a handicap enough. What’s the point of depriving you of your weapon too?” Alex smiled lightly a soft step to his motions as he waited. However Samuel wasn’t wrong, the world was rarely fair and now Alex had a point of attack. A core striking point. Alex wondered about an idea. As Samuel rushed in Alex let the idea go into motion. As Samuels blade sliced the air cleanly and calmly. Alex lifted his right blade to block the impact and then felt a secondary slam against his right arm. Before Alex could react to much else he felt something hard hit his abdomen. A short sharp shot. But not one he was un accustomed too. One in the past had hit him there so hard it dented his armour. Instead of simply buckling from the point of impact Alex wheezed out his breath and slid back in the sand.

Seemed as though Samuel didn’t want him going full force but wasn’t afraid of doing so himself. Alex tilted his head to the side slightly and brought his left blade down towards Samuel’s only grounding leg. Hoping to knock him free of footing and have him fall just as hard as Alex did. Alongside that if this action managed to free Alex’s right arm from it’s entrapment he’d then slam the full weight of his right blade down on Samuel’s torso and ring his armour like a man shaped bell.

If that didn’t work and he was still entangled Alex would be in a bad spot. He’d need to figure out a way to break out of the grip and then unload. However there was always the option he hadn’t used yet. Something that most knights only did when they lacked a shield.

[Samuel Longwell]

Samuel Thoughts Others Samuel's plan paid off, his sword and shield providing enough of a distraction to allow him to kick the squire firmly in the stomach. The knight grinned and brought his sword forward to strike, not noticing the squire's blade aiming for his leg. It caught him in the knee and the large knight crumpled, his own blade clanging harmlessly off the squire's greaves. He fell to all fours, then rolled onto his back just in time to block a hefty blow with his shield. Samuel gasped in pain as the force rippled through his injured shoulder. He quickly dropped his blade and held up his hand in surrender. “You beat me lad, well and good” Samuel admitted, slowly pulling himself to his feet. The knight pulled his shield off his arm, then rotated his shoulder. It felt tender and sore, but there didn't seem to be any permanent damage done. Samuel looked over to the younger man and grinned. “I enjoyed that,” Samuel said, “not many things are more boring than having to rest after an injury.” Samuel reached out to shake the squire's hand. “My gratitude for the spar Squire Faircroft” Samuel said with mock formality, bowing to Alex. Then, with a much more relaxed tone, said “Perhaps we could do it again when I'm fully recovered?” Samuel didn't feel like doing any more training, his shoulder was hurting and he was tired out. He just wanted to head home, get something to eat and relax for the rest of the day. He said goodbye to Alex, reassuring him that there was no harm done with his shoulder, then left the training grounds. The tall knight had enjoyed his trip to the training grounds, it was certainly better than being cooped up with nothing but his memories for company.

[Alexander Faircroft]

Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"

The exchange had ended in his favour. The sweep of the leg and the heavy strike rang the shield like a bell. The glint of pain on Samuels pace followed by the admittance of defeat was enough to let Alex know he’d gone overboard a little and had pressured the shoulder too much. He could see the pain on his face as he tested out the arm again. Even sheathing his blades he was dubious about the state of Samuel. Shaking Sam’s hand and listening to him Alex spoke back with his strangely soft and relaxed tone.
“When you’re fully healed I doubt the spar would end in my favour. So perhaps a rematch will be in order.” Alex smiled lightly and gave a small salute allowing Samuel to continue on his way. Leaving the training grounds. Alex however waited till Samuel was out of sight and hopefully out of earshot before releasing something between a growl and a groan. The hold on his arm intent on forcing him to let his grip go had been strong enough that when he’d tried to kick out Alex’s legs and he fell. The twist had pulled something. Suffering in silence. Getting on with the job.

Flexing the fingers of his left arm slowly Alex tested his grip, the pull had definitely tweaked something hopefully not too important else he’d have to fall back on his shield for a while and delay his training with the dual bladed style. He seriously doubted if he’d have the mental strength to keep hiding that through the last moments. Even swinging at Samuel’s leg had been at around half power. He’d have to get that seen too but first he needed to do something else whilst still here. He stepped over to the edge of the training grounds surveying the thick grey smog that had settled over the city, the grey swirling something that was beginning to worry him. And quite frankly from the looks of the city he wasn’t the only one beginning to see people fraying at the edges either.

His eyes shifted from the city to the highest office in it. The large point where the leader of the city himself toiled or in Alex’s opinion cowered away from the world. What point was a beacon of hope, a bastion of courage, a symbol of good will, if no-one could see it? The longer Alex stayed the more he could feel his allegiance to the city waning, and faltering. How long could he stay under the knight’s tutelage? Or rather in his renewed view, oppressive pattern?

Boo!

[Dove Brown]

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Samuel Longwell

Skills

• Running 1
• Weapon: longsword 3
• Weapon: shield 3
• Tactics 2
• Unarmed Combat 1
• Teaching 1
• Brawling 1
• Socialisation 2

Lores

• Running to build up stamina
• Alex Faircroft: dual wields bastard swords
• Brawling: sword and shield to distract from knee
• Unarmed Combat: Grappling a swordsman

Miscellaneous

• Shield Points +4 (training), +2 (train another knight's squire)

 

Alexander Faircroft

Skills

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Lores

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