Season of Summer, Day 5, 511 AV It was a warm and pleasant day in Syliras, which meant that inside the training room is was slowly getting hot and a bit stifling as the Squires and Knights worked on their combat skills. Most that were scattered about the room practicing with each other or the various dummies were fairly typical for what you might expect to see training on any particular day. There was one pair that stood out from the rest for the reason that there was something slightly off about the two lightly armored men that sparred back and forth. Each wielded a pair of short swords, and they circled around each other as their blades danced with each other in flashing exchanges of strikes and blocks. With a moment of observation the first oddity of the pair was easy to notice, as the two looked to be the same man. Not just similar like twins, but everything down to their armor and hair style was the exact same. It was like watching a mirrored older man, who still had some strong vitality in his body, with traces of gray showing in their short black hair. The second oddity took a longer time to discern, but was even stranger. As the two men sparred with each other their faces looked like they were engaged in a conversation, but no words passed between them. It was more than just the subtle exchange of looks that two close friends could share. Their faces showed emotions and reactions as if actual words were being spoken. After some time the two ceased their dance, one having scored a glancing hit on the other's chest, and took a step back to bow politely to each other. After a moment the one who had received the strike vanished, and the man who remained bent down to pick up a wineskin that stood where his double had just been with a chuckle. |