Vhalar 20, Arc 721
Doran had not been particularly fond of Bramwell Foy during their last meeting the arc before. The human had asked him to fight at The Proving Ground and demonstrate his skill with the blade. He had agreed to that. He had given up the life of a warrior a long time ago, but he quite enjoyed fighting for sport and passing on his knowledge. What he had not agreed to had been the advertising campaign that the mortal had run prior to the tournament though. He had distributed fliers in which he had called him the greatest swordsman in all of Idalos and a grandmaster swordsman. He doubted that the former was true, and the latter was a title that he had neither claimed nor been given.
An event during which different armed and unarmed combat styles were being showcased, and during which people could attend lessons and even take part in short competitions themselves was just too tempting though. He hadn't liked Mister Foy at first, but he liked the idea that he had come up with. For that reason, he had offered his services and decided to demonstrate a combat technique that he had invented as well as introduce Scalvoris to his unarmed combat style of choice that had been developed in Viden about two centuries earlier, in the hope that it would lead to the creation of additional ties between the two cities.
When he arrived at The Proving Ground shortly after lunch – he had asked his cook to only prepare a light meal as heavy meals could affect your endurance negatively and cause you to grow tired – there were already a fair number of people there, fighting, watching or taking part in a lesson in the exercise area or one of the large, fenced sandpits. Drinks and snacks were also being distributed. He got a glass of water – he didn’t want to drink anything that might impact his physical state negatively – before he made his way to the changing rooms in order to change out of the dark suit that he wore and a somewhat sturdy, dark outfit that was appropriate for combat and would not restrict his movements.
A few moments later, he made his way to a spot at the very edge of the exercise area that was not as crowded. He put his sword away – he had brought a longsword made of embersteel that was heavy, but otherwise unspectacular as there was no need of gaudy, let alone magical weapons here in his opinion – and then he began to warm up. There were some people that disliked such exercises and considered them to be a waste of time, but he still warmed up on a regular basis, in spite of his being a reasonably skilled swordsman and martial artist. He found that warming up increased his flexibility; besides, it helped prevent injuries. He definitely didn’t want to end up with back pain or a sprained leg just because he didn’t have a couple of bits to spare before a fight.
Finally, he made his way to one of the sandpits where a group of people were already waiting – Mister Foy had put up a sign so that people would know which lesson and which demonstration would take place when and where. If nothing else, he thought, the human seemed to have some skill in business management and ran his establishment reasonably well.
That was something that he appreciated.
Doran had not been particularly fond of Bramwell Foy during their last meeting the arc before. The human had asked him to fight at The Proving Ground and demonstrate his skill with the blade. He had agreed to that. He had given up the life of a warrior a long time ago, but he quite enjoyed fighting for sport and passing on his knowledge. What he had not agreed to had been the advertising campaign that the mortal had run prior to the tournament though. He had distributed fliers in which he had called him the greatest swordsman in all of Idalos and a grandmaster swordsman. He doubted that the former was true, and the latter was a title that he had neither claimed nor been given.
An event during which different armed and unarmed combat styles were being showcased, and during which people could attend lessons and even take part in short competitions themselves was just too tempting though. He hadn't liked Mister Foy at first, but he liked the idea that he had come up with. For that reason, he had offered his services and decided to demonstrate a combat technique that he had invented as well as introduce Scalvoris to his unarmed combat style of choice that had been developed in Viden about two centuries earlier, in the hope that it would lead to the creation of additional ties between the two cities.
When he arrived at The Proving Ground shortly after lunch – he had asked his cook to only prepare a light meal as heavy meals could affect your endurance negatively and cause you to grow tired – there were already a fair number of people there, fighting, watching or taking part in a lesson in the exercise area or one of the large, fenced sandpits. Drinks and snacks were also being distributed. He got a glass of water – he didn’t want to drink anything that might impact his physical state negatively – before he made his way to the changing rooms in order to change out of the dark suit that he wore and a somewhat sturdy, dark outfit that was appropriate for combat and would not restrict his movements.
A few moments later, he made his way to a spot at the very edge of the exercise area that was not as crowded. He put his sword away – he had brought a longsword made of embersteel that was heavy, but otherwise unspectacular as there was no need of gaudy, let alone magical weapons here in his opinion – and then he began to warm up. There were some people that disliked such exercises and considered them to be a waste of time, but he still warmed up on a regular basis, in spite of his being a reasonably skilled swordsman and martial artist. He found that warming up increased his flexibility; besides, it helped prevent injuries. He definitely didn’t want to end up with back pain or a sprained leg just because he didn’t have a couple of bits to spare before a fight.
Finally, he made his way to one of the sandpits where a group of people were already waiting – Mister Foy had put up a sign so that people would know which lesson and which demonstration would take place when and where. If nothing else, he thought, the human seemed to have some skill in business management and ran his establishment reasonably well.
That was something that he appreciated.
Notes
From the Scalvoris calendar:
Bramwell Foy has decided to hold the first event ever at The Proving Ground. From the 18th of Vhalar to the 21st of Vhalar, practitioners of various armed and unarmed combat styles will demonstrate their skills and even give short impromptu lessons. To that end, Mister Foy is looking for people that are willing to work for him for one or all four trials. Furthermore, there are competitions where people can test their combat skills, with small prizes to be won, and spectators can enjoy drinks and snacks.
Bramwell Foy has decided to hold the first event ever at The Proving Ground. From the 18th of Vhalar to the 21st of Vhalar, practitioners of various armed and unarmed combat styles will demonstrate their skills and even give short impromptu lessons. To that end, Mister Foy is looking for people that are willing to work for him for one or all four trials. Furthermore, there are competitions where people can test their combat skills, with small prizes to be won, and spectators can enjoy drinks and snacks.
