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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Feb 19, 2009 12:09:25 GMT -5
Kyle had returned to the lands of Windstorm after some time away.....was an unexpected trip, but a needed one......Kyle returned to see not much has changed, not that he really expected it to, but you never know.....once Kyle was settled in he returned to his sshop where his apprenice took over and did a great job, Kyle thought it might be time to make him more than just an apprentice but a partner maybe......Kyle soon went back to the castle.....there were something things going on now with the newcomers into WIndstorm......hopefully all will go well.....twas at this moment that Kyle decided it was time to continue his taining to become a Knight, he would send word to Sir Repsol and se if he had some time to take up the role I asked him about some time ago.......Kyle sat and wrote a missive for Repsol.........
To Sir Repsol
This is Kyle Draven and I wanted to send word to you about continuing my training to Knighthood. I will be at the sparring pits this afternoon to start. I know you have other duties here, but twould be much appreciated for you assistance once again.
Kyle
Kyle then sealed the missive and handed it off to a young lad to deliver to Sir Repsol.....afer that Kyle was off to the pitts.....
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Post by Repsol on Feb 25, 2009 6:55:31 GMT -5
~He sat in the study speaking with Hague as the lad out of breath stumbled towards him, he reached out with his right hand and caught the youngster, so as he did not fall into the two men, he looked upon him and smiled, the lads hand darted out revealing a folded note, the lad panting for breath offered it up to the Lord , he took the note and the lad now bent double with his hands upon his knees coughed slightly.
Repsol opened the note and read it a wry smile upon his lips as he folded the note and laid it upon the wooden surface, he took a quil and scribed....
My dearest friend, tis with me deepest apologies as to me re post of this matter has fallen behind, though it doth fill me heart to see thee return and thy wish to progress further, I shall do ALL in me power to ensure it may continue, at the soonest time I shall gladly join thee at the pits, tis a honor thy request such.
Repsol.
He took up the candle and dripped wax onto the folded note and placed the ring from his fore finger to add his seal, he offered it up to the lad who had now recovered his posture, along with it he offered two copper coins, the lad bowed deeply and spun on his heels, then he was gone.
Repsol stood and closed the journal, Hague stood the discusion of the supplies for the outposts complete they would part, Hague to the docks and Repsol to the sparring pits.
He collected some weapons and carried them to the pits.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Feb 27, 2009 17:21:53 GMT -5
....while siting in the castle eating his lunch the young lad came back with a message...twas out of breath...he reached out and took the letter and opened it and read it....he smiled and looked to the lad and gave him a few coins.....after reading the missive that was sent to him, he to the pits and he stood there and he watched the guards another Knights spar.....he was learning by watching and then would out it into practice....but one thing he does know is you will never have long to study an opponent's move in the heat of battle....well not atthis stage he thought......he was good enough to defend himself but against a trained warrior he would surely lose.....tis like thw Queen, well like the Master Sergent told the Queen ...."If you are to carry a weapon you should know how to use it".....once he was done watching he grabbed a practice sword and went into the pits....he would practice some before Repsol got here........
Stance....
he took a stance...there were a few to chose from but only one would work depending on your blade or blades.....he stood there and then got into one stance....he stood legs apart...his knees slightly bent...his blade gripped with both hands, twas nae too tight, but tight enough....with sword extended in front of him, the hilt lined upp with his waist line....this was one way he knew how....it matched for the type of sword he had.....
Defence and Offence....
while in that stance he was in he brought his right arm up moving the blade in defense of his face..his eyes and blade lined with one another....he takes a forward step with his right leg and slashes his blade downward cutting across opponents torso..his arms recline in bringing the sword back and then stabs forth impaling his nonexsistant opponent.....he lowers his blade and takes a breath......he realizes would be much better againt live opponent...which he was here for....
....he would go and get a live oppenant to practice with until his friend Repsol arrived.....
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 1, 2009 11:35:58 GMT -5
he went and found a live opponent as he needed that type practice.....he moved to talk to one of the guards training....he asked if one of them would spar with him to get a better handle on his weapon skills....the guard nods to him and grabs a practice sword as well and then he and the guard go in to the sparring ring and start......
The Guard....
he took his stance...his was simular to the one Kyle used...he looked acroos to Kyle and nodded....
Kyle.....
he looked across o the guard as he took his stance..he notes the simularities and nods to him.....then the spar begins....
WIll post the rest later)))
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Post by Repsol on Mar 3, 2009 8:27:01 GMT -5
*Walked into the small doorway which leads to the pits, as the room opened into the arena area he dropped the weapons he had brought with him and looked around the area, he moved to the side of the pits and saw Kyle with a guard, he did not interupt as he could see the progress the furure Knight was making, he would watch for a while and if he could aid Kyle with anything he is unsure about, the why's and when's, his mind also thought back to the Lady who requested training in the art of self defence, he should organise some wrap and padding for certain bits which are different to the men so he may not grab anythingun towards, he smiled and his thoughts went back to Kyle, this one was important, he had the heart to progress and become a fine Knight, the hard work in the pits the field of battle but more importantly the taverns*
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 4, 2009 12:11:20 GMT -5
after the spar was done he was a little banged up, his right arm took the brunt of the damage from some of the attacks....but all worth while...he remembered he needed padding next time....he nods and bows to him......
I thankyou for this match. It was much needed for me
once he finshed speaking to the guard who helped him, he saw you over in the distance looking on......he smiled and nodded to you and walked over to where you were standing and wondering how long you been there and what you thought of hi match with the guard...he respected your opinion, which is why he asked you to helm him train......
Greetings to you my friend. How are you doing this day? Were you standing there long?
he smiled and awaited to here what ye had to say......
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Post by Repsol on Mar 5, 2009 6:56:39 GMT -5
He watched as the spar ended and a wry smile crossed his lips, from what he had seen it had gone pretty well, as Kyle approached the Lord stood and looked upon him, he noticed the arm and visually examined it, then Kyle asked his opinion.
Me friend I watched all, it was at times a good spar, and to say thy time with a live opponent be limited I thought yer conducted yer self well though with time this shall prove to be yer best chance of progressing further.
Yer feet, move yer feet with the rest of thy body, at times yer was flat on yer feet, thus the arm and iffen yer can use a single handed grip on yer sword, this allows the free hand to aid ballance and the aid of an extra weapon all be it slight I feel yer would notice the difference, and neyer forget the begining and end of the duel is important, ye must offer thy opponent respect and iffen he be injured badly at the end then respect him by finishing the job off, quickly and efficently, then pray for his eternal soul, for this would be thy last wish iffen it finishes against thee, what happens between starting and finishing anything goes for survival, there be nowt pretty about battle and anyway ye can gain on thy opponent then do it, scratch, bite, pinch, poke establish a upper hand and the battle shall run its course in thy favor, ye did well Kyle and for now I shall allow thee thy time to get yer arm strapped for there will be more of this unfortunately, for thee and yer tutor.
He chuckles Kyle was doing well for his time though he would never come right out and say such, yet he will need a few fights to hopefully aid with his fighting skills.
He turned to walk with Kyle and awaited what he was to say, or ask, he would explain better his actions when they meet in the pits soon.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 5, 2009 12:38:03 GMT -5
he listened to all you had to say and he nodded and he thught over each word about his movements.....he thinks on that for but a moment to hear what else you had to say.....he wanted to be good...even great, but there is always a beginning to everything and nothing happens over night....he did smilee though, all you said would be taken ito consideration and put to use in hi next spar.....he was hoping to spar you one day but he would wait for that till the end of training he thinks.... when you start speaking of doing what it takes for a win he looked to you and thought "Are we suppose to", but you were the Knight and he just in training...he does takes these words of wisdom and thinks over it.....then ending a opponents life quick and fast if he la wounded in front of me....he shakes his head and nods....looking up to you then once you were done.....he took a breath and then spoke.......
Well I do thankyou for your dvice and all you said. I will think on what I need to do for improvement and put your words to action. THe bruising comes with the territory and will be accepted, not to be avoided. On the battle field if and when it does come to that I will remember what you said. Thankyou my friend for all you're doing for me, tis much appreciated.
hestartts to walk with you back to the castle, he nneded to rest up but get ready for the next sparring session....as he walked he went to work the kinks out his arm....he needed something to put on it....he'd hhae to get use to pain again...he grins.....
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Post by Repsol on Mar 6, 2009 8:20:21 GMT -5
As they walked the Knight listened to Kyles words, he was learning so much at this time, he had weapons which Kyle may wish to train with but this was Kyles choice and he would not instruct him otherwise, he remembers the Mace and Ball, he always hit himself in the back with it tearing chunks of flesh away so he decided not to use it, though now he was sure of any of the weapons he uses, the two favorite be the Sword and his Staff, he knew in his mind Kyle would also take to certain weapons and use them with the skill they require.
He looked to Kyles features and noticed he was struggling with something, the cogs of his mind where turning but no solution was coming forth to the Goodman aside him.
The Knight walked on as he walked he bent foraward and lifted a stick and stood once more the stick now a sword in his hand, he turned to Kyle and smiled...
Kyle ye should block this move, I shall explain a few dirty tricks to thee, for not all is fair in war ye should remember there is always a way out, and running is nae one of them, if an opponent is willing to stand at thy face and place his feet to thine, then he best be bloody damned ready to Die for his cause, as much as ye would...
He moved his sword above his head in his right hand, remember this is only and excercise he pointed to his hand with his free hand showing Kyle there be a goodly length of the hilt to the back of his hand free he began to lower the sword and Kyle successfully imitated a block, the Knight then flashed him a lil grin , his loose hand reached to Kyle right side with his left hand as Kyle's arm was lifted in the block, he took a handful of his clothing and stepped in with his left leg, Repsol body was moving forward at this point allowing his right shoulder to roll back meaning his right hand now was slightly behind his body so he may pull the hand through at speed and with power and pushed with his right leg his right hand hand still moving down he allowed the sword to hit the block he pushed his right hand forward and upward slightly so the blocking hand could nae be lowered allowing his grip to loosen slightly now the Hilt at the back of his right hand had been rolled under the blocking arm of Kyle and came into play and was aimed at his face it stopped about an inch from his right eye, the Knight loosened his grip of Kyle and he stopped and looked and just chuckled and began to walk once more...
He tossed the stick away to his right, and spoke softly to Kyle...
Everything thee does young man in the arena of Battle is orchestrated by thee, Ye take the upper hand and ye keep it at all costs, aye ye may get cuts and bruises and some will smart, and ye will get all the young Ladies swooning o'er thee wishing to make ye well, a word to the wise..let them tend thee or ye risk being treated anyway, but more roughly...He burst out laughing, aye ye shall nae be short of attendees...
He turned his head still smiling and looked to the distance.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 17, 2009 11:32:45 GMT -5
he walked with you and then notes out the corner of his eyes you pick up a stcik and he quirked a brow an dthen paid it no mind until you spoke and he turned to you with his head canted......he then nods and looks down and grabs another stick from the ground and swiftly straightens up and he listens to what you said and nods and readies himself.....he brings he stick up to block the move you just did....he followed your instrusction and paid attention which in turns allowed him to block the stroke....he would say nothing...al least not yet as heneeded to learn still and ye be a great teacher but to do things just to wn...he ttok it in and nodded while still sparring with you, but while thinking of the block he was doing he then gets grabed and pushed...when he looked to you and saw the stick just an inch from his eye.....
Repsol what in the hell was that? Ye said this would be.....
he stoped talking and looed to you and remmebered the grin...you told me to block the shot and ye knew he would try and in turn yu used that against me and it started to click into his mind what ye had said and he smiply nods to you and tosses the stick away and grins with a smile.....he thn listens to the words of wisdom ye display after theat and then discovers nae words of wisdom but of.....he nae could think of a word but he looked to you and he laughed and he steped in and shoved you lightly with his shoulder and shook his head....
You Sir...are insane. I mean it, ye have lost it ye marbles, but seriously I will take in what you said and put them into good use.
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Post by Repsol on Mar 19, 2009 3:58:57 GMT -5
He chukled as they walked, he turned to the young man at his side and knows he will be a formidable Knight even without the training for he had a knack of picking things up very quickly, he needed to know a few underhanded moves as not all was fair in battle, Jousting yes he would need to follow the code of conduct as the Knights he would joust with will do the same, well most would...
Me friend I will teach ye a few techniques which are nae in any code of conduct, these will stand ye in good stead when on yer back foot, use them in good time and ye shall walk away, if not ye shall be dead, and that just would nae do as the Queen wouldst have me hide, and I doth know her first question, "Why doth thy nae train him in such things" so it shall be iffen anything ye wish just ask and I shall explain the best I can....
He walked with Kyle, he was listening to the birds sing and the people busy buying and selling wherever they had space to place a small stall.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 19, 2009 8:58:07 GMT -5
after the fact he walked along side his teacher and friend....soon Brother in arms.....he went over everything you said and some you didn't.....at times he could learn by thing not being said but somethingin your actions.....while walking with you he thinks about something the Queen said....aboout being an Ambassodor or Captain of the Guards....he smiles...he thinks he would make a better Ambassodor than Captain, but not that he could not try and help out as well, he stoped thinking for a moment as you started to speak and he looked to you as you spoke.......he picked out a few tings and started to think about that...."Not in the Code of Conduct" you said...he raised a brow on that but you would nae stir him wron,...in this he trusted you....so he nods to you and listened to the rest and then spoke.......
Well...dead is nae a thing I want to be.....~he thought to himself, again~.....I do wish you to teach me this as well. I will learn as much as possible till you think I have learned what I needed to to survive. You have taught me much and I do appreciate that and am will to learn more. SO....I am asking.
with that he waited for you to explain things to him.....he takes a breeath just before you statred, but he smiled....he would doright by this KIngdom and do what he could to defen it....if he had to do things nae in the code, then it shall be done it seems....though he hoped he would nae have to.....
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Post by Repsol on Mar 19, 2009 9:40:14 GMT -5
He listened calmly to his friend at his side and he knows he spoke with truth, he waited for Kyle to end his and turned his head to the man who was growing in confidence and stature everytime he met him and spoke softly his eyes mellowing as he bagn to speak.
This code of Knights M'Friend came to being by many Kings speaking in their wisdom, all created a pact by which would aid their Kingdoms to flourish and to be protected by men who would live and die by their standard, the Kings would know that to protect their people by such a creed would instil growth of their economies, the people would be safe and work well iffen the thought of the evils being faught by their Knights of the realm on their behalf.
Mark me well M'Friend there will be times when ye shall suffer through sacrifice, ye shall stand by any decision ye will make.........be it rightly or wrongly and ye alone shall stand and receive any reward or condemnation this will bring, and iffen ye find love and riches then hold them with both hands and do nae let them go or ye shall become a shell, hollow and without meaning, waiting for the next war so ye may meet the one born who will actually beat thee in battle, so the ache shall be taken from thee, and iffen ye be in favor of the gods they shall bless thee with good fortune, though do nae hold thy breath in waiting.
He broke off suddenly and realised what he was saying, he encouraged his freind to dismiss the last of his ramblings his eyes showing of the thought behind them, he began to walk once more in silence, his mind asking the question of what the hell did he think he was doing, the man at his side did not wish to hear such, he would seal his lips and consider his words before they are spoken.
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Post by Sir Kyle Draven on Mar 20, 2009 11:17:02 GMT -5
as we walked with you he waited for you to speak as he asked you to do such to futher his learning.....when you did starttalking, he listened to you intently...he would start to nod as you spoke on, but then the second part of what you were saying made him look over to you now as we walked....hos brow raised a bit as you were coming to anend and then just stoped and he shook his head some thinkng over what you saud and h stped and he reached out and he placed his left hand pon your shoulder as it wasmeant for you to stop.....wether you turned around or not he was about to speak, and speak he did....
Brother Repsol.....I maybe a bit nieve and all know this, and I know ye be a great Kninght in good standing with all here, but I can ont accept some of what you just said. Rightly or Wrongly? I do know you have to stand by certain decsions ye make on and off the battle field, but the ones we make are in consideration for the ones we protect. We are here for them...to protect them and the lands of the home we love. Believe me when I tell you I know, really know about sacrifice and suffering. Most my life, hell all my life was built on it, but I learned the things you do in life you nae are suppose to expect reward. YOu do what you do because you want to.
he stoped as he realized he did not even touch on the item of choice really...he was rambling on and he did not know why but something you said had set him off and when he looked to yo thier was about the way he looked...his eyes held some knowlege of something you spoke on...just then Ghaele his crow had flew down and landed on his shoulder...no caw, no warning ...just looking...they both looked at you but Kyle shook his head and rubbed his eyes....he nae realizes what he was saying but something did set this off and he knows he did not comment on what he wanted he believes, so he just left like that and nodded to you.....
Pardon my outburst my friend, I do apologize I know not what happened. When ever yo feel time for the next lesson I shall be ready.
with that he turned and went to walk off with Ghaele on his shoulder...he sighed some and shook his head at what just happened.....
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Post by Repsol on Mar 21, 2009 19:17:04 GMT -5
He watched his friend move away, he cursed himslef inwardly at his outburst and should not allow such conduct towards any, he knew of what Kyle had spoken, though the reward he spoke of was not one of monitary it was of respect from his peers, bragging rights as such to his fellow Knights, for stories of battles he had many, those of lost loves he had but two, and of loves to come he had not one, mayhap he should take the advise given and learn to live once more, he had been in the wilderness for too long, he had so much he would share with Kyle and would not allow the darkest depths of his mind to scar their friendship, he would allow Kyle and himself time to simmer off and then begin the training, firstly though he would seek Kyles forgiveness for his childish outburst.
There was no room for this behaviour amongst them so he would seek to improve his mind and his mood for he was allowing himself by not doing so to die from the inside, this will not happen he thought and would seek methods to bring himself out of the shadows which have fallen upon him for so long.
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