Training Yard

[melon]

William grins at that, "Thank you M'Lord."

[edricdayne]

Tytos chuckles and walks forward as William finishes with Warren. "May I have the next dance, M'lord? Your squire would do well to see two men doing the dance of steel."

[Horas]

"Only if you promise to stay on your feet longer than the last time," Warren chuckles, "There's no sport in it if it only takes one blow."

[edricdayne]

Tytos frowns. "You know that was a lucky hit. I am nigh' on a year more experienced, and I will not be the one falling this time uncle."

[Horas]

Warren grins at Tytos' cross expression. "Maybe it was. Come and prove it to me."

Warren gets to his feet and tosses Tytos a training sword.

[edricdayne]

Tytos is starting to lightly sweat as their sparring match continues deep into their fifth clash. Warren attacks and Tytos parries, Tytos attacks and Warren parries. Both men are going toe to toe, neither winning or losing.

[Horas]

Finally Warren sends Tytos to the dust with a mighty bash of his shield. "Better than the last time," Warren says, then offers a hand to help his dazed opponent to his feet.

[edricdayne]

Tytos dizzily takes Warren's hand and stands up, his vision slightly blurred. "Well, seems you are still the better. I didn't go down so easily though, like I said." Tytos finally gets his bearings back, and his vision clears up. "Good fight, Warren." Tytos then walks out of the training yard, and is heard muttering about Warren being his own goddamned body guard.

[Horas]

"Aye, a good fight," Warren agrees. After Tytos leaves, Warren chuckles. "A good kid," he says to no one in particular, "but he's got a bit of a chip on his shoulder."

[kentonisme]

Kentyn stood idly in the training yard, bow in hand. Every so often he would loose an arrow down range at a target, but was doing more standing around then actual training.

[melon]

William walked across the Training Yard, "Hello there Ser."

[edricdayne]

Tytos walked into the yard, looking around at his guard training. He had his ashwood bow in hand, and a quiver at his side. He saw Kentyn standing around with bow in hand, although not doing much of anything. "Hello Kentyn. You don't seem to be doing much training, to be standing around in the Training Yard." Tytos smiles.

[kentonisme]

Kentyn smiled at Tytos, and replied, "I've never been one for bow practice. I usually prefer to aim at stags, not stumps. And how are you, William?" he questioned. "How goes your training? Can you best, Ser Tytos yet?"

[melon]

William smiles "I doubt that."

[edricdayne]

Tytos guffaws. "Yeah well, I lost to Warren not too long ago. He said the same thing." Tytos frowns, thinking back on it.