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WHO: Kain and OPEN!
WHAT: Kain is looking for non-Forces people to spar with
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHERE: Kirkwall, training area
NOTES: It probably won't need warnings!

Kain is a regular at the training grounds, as it is. Whenever he's not off in the mountains or otherwise out of the area, it's his main way to keep his skills sharp. Usually he'll come in and work alone, though he'll occasionally need a change from that routine. He's always on the look-out for a good sparring challenge, as it is.

Which is why this assignment works out so well.

"You." He approaches someone who looks like they'd be a decent fit for what he's after. "You're not in Forces, are you?"

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"H u H." She gives him a considering look, before she leans back a little. Folding her arms over her chest, she arches an eyebrow at him, under her purple bangs.

"All right, say that I am interested in sparring. What's the prize for winning or the price of losing?" He looked pretty strong - so she wasn't going to underestimate him. Especially since he had a good foot on her.

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The height and size differences haven't escaped Kain's notice, either, but that's something he'd more or less expected. Most of the heavy-hitting warriors tended to favor Forces, after all. He definitely doesn't want to underestimate her, though there's always something exciting about the unknown ability of a new sparring partner.

"Aside from the feeling of accomplishment that comes with aiding someone in their all important mission?" He asks with a bit of dry humor, before turning serious as he thinks it over. He hadn't planned anything out, but it's not a bad idea. Fortunately, he can think of an idea that few in the Inquisition would tend to refuse. "Hm... The loser buys us a round of drinks after we're done. It's not easy work, after all."

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She tipped her head to the side, then nodded. "Sounds fair." She found a nice high place to put all her books, scrolls and otherwise, and pulled her staff. Giving it an appropriate Nevarran battlemage twirl, she stretched a little. Tipped her head to the side so it was nice and loose, and then took her stance.

Waiting for him to say or react with an attack, when it was time to 'Go'.

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"It's a deal then." He's ready to begin, the only preparation he needs is to draw his sword, taking a firm grip in both hands as he eyes his new opponent curiously. He never knows what to expect with mages, so he's definitely keeping his guard up here. This ought to be a good challenge.

In an instant, he springs into motion, his blade swiftly moving in an arc toward her. Time to see what she's made of... and test his own magical defenses in the process.

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The first spell she puts on herself, a nice strong Barrier. Her hands twist around the staff, and she slaps Kain with a Weakness, slowing him down considerably and also lessening the powers of his attacks. She followed that immediately by throwing down a Paralyze, to stop him or at least throw him down, so she could prepare the first of her Lightening spells.

Already, the air is starting to crackle around them with static electricity, lighting up her eyes and making them seem all green.

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The magic hits him, but he's expecting that, ready to adjust as much as he can in this situation. In fact, he's fine with letting her get an initial hit in, especially as he gets his Ring of Pain going, claiming this part of the field as his in the way that only Reavers can do. It ought to help him considerably when that lightning hits...

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Oh sweet Maker Tits, what the hell was that?! Mal immediately withdrew, swinging her staff around to slap down another Paralyze, before she went to trap him inside a Static Cage. She was only going to get one shot at taking him down without going face first into the dirt ... but she needed time to figure out how.