3rd Spring, 517
"Common" | "Kontinese" | "Tukant"
"Common" | "Kontinese" | "Tukant"
The season had barely started, and already Elin had left her daughter with a friend while she headed into the rest of Syliras for a brief respite from the incessant questions asked by the four year old girl.
She loved the little girl, but found that often her questions got too much to bear, so times like these where she could spend some time with just herself were greatly appreciated!
After roaming the streets of Syliras, she found herself at the 'Anthonius Fighters Pit' and a smile spread across her face. It wasn't anywhere she had ever really been, but she had overheard that weapons were kept their so you could train, and that if the owner were there he could offer lessons for a small sum of money.
Smiling, she made her way inside to see it looking fairly empty. She couldn't see signs of life, but she did notice two racks of weapons, all metal though some looking fairly dull, and she couldn't help but delicately touch them.
There were a few axes and swords, along with a couple of shields. All were fairly old looking, and well used, and she wondered how many people came here on a regular basis.
She glanced around again to see another weapons rack and she walked over that to see a few more swords, some long, some wide, and some smaller, looking more manageable to her.
Still smiling slightly, she picked one of the smaller ones up. They weren't as light as she had expected, but they weren't overly heavy. They were just manageable.
"Hey you! You're holding that wrong!" a voice came and Elin jumped almost out of her skin, but kept a tight hold of the sword, before turning to see the source of the voice.
It was a man, and judging by the lack of other people, she imagined he might be the owner of the Pit, and she looked at him a few moments in silence.
"Gerard Anthonius, in case you were wondering. I own this place." he said and Elin nodded, glad that she had guessed correctly, before opening her mouth to speak.
"Elin Oarheart." she introduced herself, holding her hand out to him in a friendly manner, to which he responded by firmly taking it and shaking her hand. "I heard that you teach?" she inquired, tilting her head as she lowered her hand.
"Yeah, I teach, but it'll cost you miza. Five gold ones!" the man said and Elin reached into her pocket, grabbing five gold Miza and handing them to him.
"I want to learn! I may be a complete novice, but I will listen and do as instructed to the best of my ability!" she said calmly with a grin on her face.
"A complete novice? Well, do you at least know what type of sword you're holding?" he asked and Elin instantly looked down at the sword, knowing that she knew very little about swords. Swords weren't anything she'd ever learnt about, and her parents had frowned upon such things!
"No, I don't, but I know that it's one that I can at least lift." she said in response, looking back up at the man through her dark, almond shaped eyes.
"Well, we'll start from the very beginning. That sword you're holding is a short sword, named because it's, well, short." he said smiling. "A lot of newbies use a short sword, because it's lighter, and it's cheaper than most swords!" he explained and Elin nodded.
"So it's the sort of sword that I'd be best using?" she asked, watching the man.
"Since you're a newbie, yes. You don't want to spend more money on a better sword and waste it!" he said, almost as though he expected her to give up and never touch a sword again, but that wasn't her plan!
"Who says I'd waste it!" she exclaimed, before quieting herself, watching as Gerard picked his own sword, one that was almost identical to the short sword she was holding, another short sword, before he looked at her with an almost sarcastic look.
"Anyway, lets see if you can avoid getting hit first, and maybe try blocking! No use learning to use a sword to attack if you can't use it to defend!" the man said, before changing his pose. "Right, so to block, you want to hold your sword sideways, then a sword coming at you will hit that. Just don't get your fingers in the way." he explain, taking a hold of her hand and moving it so the sword she held was horizontal just above her head, demonstrating how she was to hold it.
"Now, I'm going to strike, to prove that it works! Don't move!" he said, before stepping back and using his own sword to strike down from above, the sound of metal clashing with metal ringing in Elin's ears as the two swords connected.
"Okay, but that only works for attack like that? What if you attack a different way?" she asked, looking at him and she lowered her arm and sword.
"You'll figure it out." Gerard smirked, and moved back a few steps. "Now a little exercise! You avoid getting hit." he said and Elin nodded before focusing her attention on him.
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She loved the little girl, but found that often her questions got too much to bear, so times like these where she could spend some time with just herself were greatly appreciated!
After roaming the streets of Syliras, she found herself at the 'Anthonius Fighters Pit' and a smile spread across her face. It wasn't anywhere she had ever really been, but she had overheard that weapons were kept their so you could train, and that if the owner were there he could offer lessons for a small sum of money.
Smiling, she made her way inside to see it looking fairly empty. She couldn't see signs of life, but she did notice two racks of weapons, all metal though some looking fairly dull, and she couldn't help but delicately touch them.
There were a few axes and swords, along with a couple of shields. All were fairly old looking, and well used, and she wondered how many people came here on a regular basis.
She glanced around again to see another weapons rack and she walked over that to see a few more swords, some long, some wide, and some smaller, looking more manageable to her.
Still smiling slightly, she picked one of the smaller ones up. They weren't as light as she had expected, but they weren't overly heavy. They were just manageable.
"Hey you! You're holding that wrong!" a voice came and Elin jumped almost out of her skin, but kept a tight hold of the sword, before turning to see the source of the voice.
It was a man, and judging by the lack of other people, she imagined he might be the owner of the Pit, and she looked at him a few moments in silence.
"Gerard Anthonius, in case you were wondering. I own this place." he said and Elin nodded, glad that she had guessed correctly, before opening her mouth to speak.
"Elin Oarheart." she introduced herself, holding her hand out to him in a friendly manner, to which he responded by firmly taking it and shaking her hand. "I heard that you teach?" she inquired, tilting her head as she lowered her hand.
"Yeah, I teach, but it'll cost you miza. Five gold ones!" the man said and Elin reached into her pocket, grabbing five gold Miza and handing them to him.
"I want to learn! I may be a complete novice, but I will listen and do as instructed to the best of my ability!" she said calmly with a grin on her face.
"A complete novice? Well, do you at least know what type of sword you're holding?" he asked and Elin instantly looked down at the sword, knowing that she knew very little about swords. Swords weren't anything she'd ever learnt about, and her parents had frowned upon such things!
"No, I don't, but I know that it's one that I can at least lift." she said in response, looking back up at the man through her dark, almond shaped eyes.
"Well, we'll start from the very beginning. That sword you're holding is a short sword, named because it's, well, short." he said smiling. "A lot of newbies use a short sword, because it's lighter, and it's cheaper than most swords!" he explained and Elin nodded.
"So it's the sort of sword that I'd be best using?" she asked, watching the man.
"Since you're a newbie, yes. You don't want to spend more money on a better sword and waste it!" he said, almost as though he expected her to give up and never touch a sword again, but that wasn't her plan!
"Who says I'd waste it!" she exclaimed, before quieting herself, watching as Gerard picked his own sword, one that was almost identical to the short sword she was holding, another short sword, before he looked at her with an almost sarcastic look.
"Anyway, lets see if you can avoid getting hit first, and maybe try blocking! No use learning to use a sword to attack if you can't use it to defend!" the man said, before changing his pose. "Right, so to block, you want to hold your sword sideways, then a sword coming at you will hit that. Just don't get your fingers in the way." he explain, taking a hold of her hand and moving it so the sword she held was horizontal just above her head, demonstrating how she was to hold it.
"Now, I'm going to strike, to prove that it works! Don't move!" he said, before stepping back and using his own sword to strike down from above, the sound of metal clashing with metal ringing in Elin's ears as the two swords connected.
"Okay, but that only works for attack like that? What if you attack a different way?" she asked, looking at him and she lowered her arm and sword.
"You'll figure it out." Gerard smirked, and moved back a few steps. "Now a little exercise! You avoid getting hit." he said and Elin nodded before focusing her attention on him.
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