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[Open] Blade to shackle-bearer, valiant of spirit
WHO: Character(s: James Norrington, Alayre Sauveterre, Pel Ashara, NPC soldiers and templars and YOU.
WHAT: First Templar Training Session for Inquisition Soldiers
WHEN: 14th of Wintersbreath
WHERE: Skyhold Training Ring
NOTES: Warnings for Violence, Racism against Elves, Templars being badass.
WHAT: First Templar Training Session for Inquisition Soldiers
WHEN: 14th of Wintersbreath
WHERE: Skyhold Training Ring
NOTES: Warnings for Violence, Racism against Elves, Templars being badass.
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Norrington had told all of the other Templars that he would begin training the soldiers in direct Templar training on how to handle abominations, and he was as good as his word. He put up a list for sign-up for the soldiers, and it was filled within minutes. His own Templars came to help train the fifty-plus soldiers, and James took on lecturing duties. Explaining the differences between demons and abominations, and beyond that, spirits as best as he understood them. Informed them that no, not all mages were simply 'abominations waiting to happen'. It was a conscious choice of the mage within the Fade to make that deal with a demon, and typically? It was because the mage had lost control of their abilities through either fear or ... coercion.
Then he had each soldier run through practice drills on the best way to defend against demons, using his Templars (and any who volunteered) to walk them through step by step. Then, to demonstrate how it all worked together -- James called Templars into the ring, and took them on, sword and shield. The effect was just what he was hoping for, the men were completely rapt with attention. Which was good - he wanted for them to soak it in.
And if any of the passer-bys wanted to stay and watch? Learn something or just know how much training went into actually hunting and killing demons? Well. Visual demonstrations were always ... effective.
And afterwards ...
Afterwards, James would be hanging milling on the side of the ring - talking to the soldiers or his fellow Templars. If you wanted to speak to him, challenge him to some sort of sparring match, or just taunt from the sidelines? Now was the time.
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He steps back, angling his shield up and using his other sword to slide the blow away from his body, while he calls out to the soldiers and templars, "The first thing you must know - a demon is never going to give you a chance to counter by yelling 'En Garde!' A red templar, though?"
That got him a laugh, and more focused attention. Fighting red templars was also an immediate concern - and figuring out how to defend against crazy templars? Probably something to pass along.
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"I shan't interrupt any further."
Alayre wonders idly how well he would compare against a Red Templar as of now. Judging from the awed looks, it seems like he plays the role of one convincingly enough. James had yet to retaliate and that worries him somewhat. He knows the other is seasoned in combat, so maybe James is simply bidding his time.
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"As you can see, Knight Commander Sauveterre's attacks are offensive - they have to be. You can parry with two blades, but you can rarely block. Be mindful of the red templars with lyrium spikes for arms - they will attempt the same tactics. Move faster, smarter, not aggressively."
And he demonstrates by shifting again, out of the thrust of Iceblade, to twist and give the other man a solid shield thrust to his back, right where he knew it would barely mark at all. He continued the twist to parry the smaller sword, pressing his own attack forward with a good rush, and a solid one-two-thrust and stab.
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The Iceblade scrapes loudly against Norrington's shield and a hint of frost actually coat the shield briefly with translucent ice. Had that been flesh instead of steel, Norrington would've lost all feeling of his arm for a time. The enchantment within this sword is undeniably there.
Norrington's commentary wins a nod of approval from Alayre who's idly listening. Mentally bracing himself for what may come next, Alayre doesn't have time to parry against that incoming shield. It slams in against his back causing him to stumble briefly. Once he regains balance, Alayre parries the Melody Moon against Norrington's blade before using the Iceblade to slam against his sword viscously enough to throw it off course.
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His sword was sliding off, so he used it to balance off his next spin across Iceblade, and to the other side of Alayre. Then he came in fast, for as Iceblade was still arched off, he pushed forward with his shield sending the other man back as far as he could, before tapping him on the arm with his blade.
"Remember, your shield is for blocking, but in for a copper my friends - use it as a weapon as you can."
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Alayre was able to knock Norrington's shield back the first time as he swings with the Melody Moon. Yet, Norrington did manage to throw him off balance by using his shield to deflect the Iceblade towards the left and then bashing that shield against him. Alayre is stunned for a nonce or two, giving the other Templar a chance to tap him on the arm.
"Interesting tactic." He grunts. "You certainly even the odds quite well."
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"Well, one has to be willing to get interesting when one's opponent has a weapon that can freeze your innards." Norrington grunted in kind, as he carefully turned on one heel, taking a step backwards once more.
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Alayre resumes his stance again once Norrington takes his. Despite doing whatever he could not to injure this man, he couldn't help but want to show up James a little. Alayre has a slight competitive edge about him that only Taashath seen before in combat. The Hero of Pharos enjoys locking blades with friends and foes a bit too much for his own good. He craves battle. All of this political nonsense he's undergone thus far as agonized the warrior within Alayre. For today and only today, the mild-mannered negotiator will take a backseat.
"Shall we continue?" Alayre asks eagerly with something akin to a smirk upon his lips. "I suppose you could say I'm becoming quite fond of my role in this." He says as he presses the opposite ends of his swords together. The conjoined hilts make a slight click once secured.
"You've demonstrated well how to defend against a dual-wielding Red Templar but what of one who carries a single weapon that is sharp on two ends?" The bar just got raised.
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Oh, Norrington has seen this look in men's eyes before. That glint of competition, the desire to best their foe. Norrington's eyes narrowed thoughtfully - he is a brilliant warrior but he always looks for all ways to victory, and not with just superior sword craft. Perhaps that is why he chose sword and shield.
"We shall ..." He watched as the other man combined the two blades together, before he called out to the men. "So the Knight Commander is now demonstrating how a Red Templar might use all of his weapons, or indeed, be a weapon himself. Always be cautious, here. You must wait for a weakness."
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Again, Norrington's commentary is correct. The best way to force an opponent like him is to wait for any telltale signs of weakness. This is why Alayre takes a moment to study Norrington's stance before quickly charging forward with a might thrust. The Iceblade is on the forefront here and Alayre is wielding this double-ended construct like a pole arm this time around. He strikes first with the larger blade before spinning the opposite end forward to jab at Norrington's shield.
It should go without saying that Alayre is capable of detaching the swords at will. However, it seems that he's attempting a vastly different style of combat to throw Norrington off his game.
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In this, James showed that Alayre had the superior speed, and the superior weapon. He also showed that you could stand against it, if you had the guts to do so. Determination was never something he lacked, after all.