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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 2:40 pm


The twang of the bow string was satisfying as her arrow found it's target. The makeshift, vaguely human shaped dummy in the distance rocked from the hit, a signal that if it had been a real human, the force in her arrow would have caused them to lose their footing. To their knees was a small goal, a lesson from youth. Make your enemy bow, strike them, stagger them, and then make them fall. Crush the spirit and the body would soon follow, shatter under your will.

Just what Lan wanted to do to the damn hunters, to every human that she'd see. Drawing her bow back again, she let out her breath, eyes narrowing as she aimed low, her arrow hitting what would amount to a knee. It would be better if she had a moving target, but she'd take what she could get. He headdress was gone, along with most of her finery. A day of training, she held bitterness at her last hunter encounter. Next time- Next time she would not fail.

Next time- her arrow made a direct hit to the torso. She'd gut them like the pigs the hunters were.
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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 2:45 pm


Soren did not enjoy training. Others enjoyed the feel of their muscles burning, sweat dripping down them, but he never had. Oh, in reality, when he was squashing humans, it was wonderful. He loved it. He would destroy them until his arms ached, his muscled burned. But training was not enjoyable.

But when there were signs he could not miss. Like fighting a hunter b***h, and while he had been the one to just walk away, something that still angered him and confused him...she had had the upper hand. He could not ignore that. He needed to work harder.

Now, the training grounds. And a horsewoman he had not expected to see, firing at a target. He watched for a short time before moving toward her, finally speaking. "Moving targets are a better test."

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 2:56 pm


Lan had learned to ignore the more unpleasant things that came with training, the sweat and feel of filth. They would wash away. The feeling, the satisfaction of improving, of showing up someone else made all the long hours worth it. It made days of her muscles burning worth. Fuel her pride, fuel her ego. It would all be worth it in the end.

Another arrow into the dummy. It would all be worth it to kill the hunters.

The voice was unexpected, and her shot found shoulder rather than chest. "They are, but finding a willing candidate is rather difficult... And it is frowned upon to fire at the natives." A slight venom laced the term. "Why though? Can you offer an alternative?" If so, she'd dearly like to know. Moving targets would often bleed. It just made it all the more enjoyable when she hit them.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 2:59 pm


Soren simply summoned his khopesh.

"Guardians learn to take blows."

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:05 pm


A brow raised as she looked to his weapon. "So you say. Nobles learn to avoid them. That or..." She pulled back on the string, shifting her stance that was less grounded, more mobile. Ranged to a melee fights were never a strong suit. Conquest liked distance, getting up close and personal? It was not their way. An arrow sent by his face, a light smile played on her lips.
"We learn that for each touch upon our persons, we return tenfold."

HP: 40
Damage: So Pro
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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:12 pm


Soren knew that there could be advantages to this fight. But he also made a large target, and at close range? This was dangerous for him as well. But it was Lan, a spar. Training. Training with another versus a simple stationary dummy was much more interesting. Plus he knew she was strong in her own right.

Why she bothered to toy with him, a warning shot, was beyond him. Or perhaps she was just giving him a chance to leave. A cautionary swipe of his blade, inches from her, obviously a blow not meant to reach her. "You won't land the first blow?"

HP: 40
Damage: Oh god this fight will be long.

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:16 pm


There was a bit of mirth in her eyes at his own intimidation. "If you insist." She didn't fire, not at such close range, but rather, the wooden bow was brought sharply up, aiming to force him back and away.

"There is a reason we stay behind the soldiers you know. And it's not all about keeping our persons free from human filth."

HP: 40
Damage: 10
ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5, 8 Total: 13 (2-16)
PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:27 pm


She caught him below the chin with her bow, pressing into tender and weak flesh. A good move, and him caught with his guard down, expecting an arrow. It was a good blow, something he really should have been ready for. He knew not to underestimate Lan. He knew better than this.

"Loathe my touch that much?" The tiniest hint of a smile as he brought the blade in, not in a sweeping motion but with a sharp jab at the noble. Hopefully she was not too worried about keeping her clothing pristine.

HP: 30
Damage: 7

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:36 pm


The jab found it's mark, into FEAR, into silk. Into a bit of flesh. A scowl, the mirth vanished from her eyes in an instant. His words brought a much crueler smile out. "One touch, tenfold will be returned. Among the girls we had a saying."

She drew the string back, this time sending the arrow at him rather than attempting the same trick twice. "Rip my robes, I'll rip out your hair. To the boys we had another saying- that they were lucky we even allowed them to get near enough to strike us." She didn't answer his question. It wasn't worth an answer.

HP: 33
Damage: 5
ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5, 2 Total: 7 (2-16)
PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:40 pm


The cruel smile...it was a fitting look for a horsewoman. He did not mind seeing it in the least. A full spar then, nothing held back. It would be fun. Her warning repeated, but he accepted that. He had known what he was doing when he offered himself as a target. When he attacked.

An arrow he was unable to dodge buried itself into his shoulder, ripping into flesh before it vanished. "I'm rather attached." Dry words, but really, ripping out his hair sounded like a needless discomfort. But if it was her robes she was worried about...he aimed for those. Barely nicking her but drawing a nice cut into the fabric by her waist.

Whoops.

HP: 25
Damage: 1

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 3:47 pm


The cut to the silks had a small look of fury as she moved further from him, trying to keep a distance. Lifen or someone would need to be called in to repair the material, if not completely replace it. She was not going to enjoy having all her robes ruined. A small comfort- the cut was smooth, and the silk likely could be saved for something.

Lan did hate to waste fine silk.

"Tenfold Soren. I do try to give fair warning." The arrow notched, she aimed at his legs, or rather, his knee.

HP: 32
Damage: 10
ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice: 1, 2 Total: 3 (2-16)
PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 4:45 pm


And then he took an arrow to the knee.

"War Admiral's flank!" Apparently Lan truly did take her clothing being damaged seriously. The Guardian's leg threatened to give out and he stumbled backwards a pace. That was a mistake. It took her out of his range and put him well within hers.

She had not just taken the advantage. He had surrendered it to her.

HP: 15
Damage: Have I mentioned how much he gets dice trolled?

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 4:50 pm


There was an incredible sense of utter satisfaction when he cursed and stumbled back. She'd never heard him curse before, a tiny crack in his usual stoic self. Breaking things under her will- That was a point of pride for her people. Another golden arrow, she smiled, sweet if hinting to the venom that might lace her FEAR.

"Come now Soren, you are a gaurdian. Did you earn your rank or have you realized that fighting a noble of conquest is to fight a battle you are born to lose?"

HP: 32
Damage: 6
ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice: 2, 6 Total: 8 (2-16)
PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 4:56 pm


Another arrow, but this one he walked into. Letting the arrow hit him as he pushed forward. She was entirely too smug. "Never give up. Never surrender." A quote that seemed fitting.

Rank, maybe not earned. Granted. This only serving to remind him how weak he was without being flush from human Fear.

Still...his khopesh darted out, slashing at a sleeve, at the arm underneath as well. Damage the arms, make it harder for her to use her bow. And of course to destroy the fabric.

HP: 9
Damage: 2

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PostPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 5:17 pm


She was smug because she was determined to win. She was confident she would win. It was in her nature to dominate and rule. Loss in battle did not happen. It would not happen. Never again. "So you say, but I cannot help but wonder if you mean that."

She huffed at him as he got her again, a line of blood welling to the surface of her skin. No arrow drawn that time, she simply struck out with her bow. "You're fighting a battle you cannot hope to win. Conquest bends to no one, not even Death."

HP: 30
Damage: 2
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