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faderift2016-03-30 02:35 pm
lifeofendurance) wrote in faderift2016-03-30 02:35 pm
[OPEN] Peace Bore a Heavy Price
WHO: Everyone
WHAT: Aleron and Nathaniel are hosting anBSG boxing match open sparring session to work out personal griefs within the Inquisition.
WHEN: Drakonis 30, All Day
WHERE: Just outside Camp Shady (aka, the Warden's Camp outside Skyhold)
NOTES: More information, including the rules, can be found here. You do not have to have signed up to participate. Non-combatants can come and just cheer for their favorites or appreciate fine bodies getting physical. Please note in your subject line if you're spectating, healing, or open for fighting.
Just outside the site where the Wardens have established themselves, a space has been cleared. Its boundaries are marked with some wooden posts driven into the ground with loose ropes stretched out between them. A copy of the rules has been nailed to one of the posts. It flaps in the wind, but seems to stay in place with but little fraying as the day wears on:
1. No magic.
2. A volunteer healer will determine whether someone is fit for a bout.
3. Conduct the fight honorably. If someone surrenders the fight, it ends immediately and without question.
4. Don't deliberately incapacitate someone to the point where they won't be able to perform their duties after the fight is over.
5. All weapons must be blunt, even blades.
6. Challenged chooses the method of competition.
At the end of the fight, participants are to consider their issue resolved and move forward.
Off to one side, a basic triage is set up for combatants who have taken their licks. Volunteer healers are present to offer treatment for injuries and to determine who remains fit to fight. Their decision is absolute.
For the spectators, there is ample room to stand around and watch. One of the merchants from the pilgrim's encampment has caught wind of the impromptu event and decided it's a grand time to turn a profit. He's got a cookpot set up and is hawking fine treats like fennec-on-a-stick, druffalo kebabs, and smoked nug legs. He's also selling wooden cups of ale for five coppers, but it's questionable if there's more water or ale. Let the buyer beware.
WHAT: Aleron and Nathaniel are hosting an
WHEN: Drakonis 30, All Day
WHERE: Just outside Camp Shady (aka, the Warden's Camp outside Skyhold)
NOTES: More information, including the rules, can be found here. You do not have to have signed up to participate. Non-combatants can come and just cheer for their favorites or appreciate fine bodies getting physical. Please note in your subject line if you're spectating, healing, or open for fighting.
Just outside the site where the Wardens have established themselves, a space has been cleared. Its boundaries are marked with some wooden posts driven into the ground with loose ropes stretched out between them. A copy of the rules has been nailed to one of the posts. It flaps in the wind, but seems to stay in place with but little fraying as the day wears on:
2. A volunteer healer will determine whether someone is fit for a bout.
3. Conduct the fight honorably. If someone surrenders the fight, it ends immediately and without question.
4. Don't deliberately incapacitate someone to the point where they won't be able to perform their duties after the fight is over.
5. All weapons must be blunt, even blades.
6. Challenged chooses the method of competition.
At the end of the fight, participants are to consider their issue resolved and move forward.
Off to one side, a basic triage is set up for combatants who have taken their licks. Volunteer healers are present to offer treatment for injuries and to determine who remains fit to fight. Their decision is absolute.
For the spectators, there is ample room to stand around and watch. One of the merchants from the pilgrim's encampment has caught wind of the impromptu event and decided it's a grand time to turn a profit. He's got a cookpot set up and is hawking fine treats like fennec-on-a-stick, druffalo kebabs, and smoked nug legs. He's also selling wooden cups of ale for five coppers, but it's questionable if there's more water or ale. Let the buyer beware.
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They have other things to focus on. Such as staffwork, the world ending, and attempting to find some level ground now that the matter between them is to be settled. It's...easier than she might like. A great deal of what she found agreeable in Detlef remains as there had only been the one lie. But what a lie it had been.
Adelaide pushes the thought aside in favor of focusing on him, the grip of his staff and the motions he goes through- patterns, establishing, altering. She ought to have seen that coming. "If I had managed to block a simple counter push would have bought room, yes?"
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"Yes, because I over-extended myself. Watch for someone to go past their reach, and then block and push." He stays in the over-extended position and nods to her. "Let's do it slowly so you feel the motion. Meet my staff with yours, and then push back."
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It will not forgive what they had done but-
it will make it easier for her to know who it is she bleeds for.
Adelaide focuses on the way his balance has shifted- braces her own stance against the block, and pushes. This much is familiar, this much is safe. "I apparently need to practice my forms again. It has been some time since I last bothered."
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"A full push back there could have unbalanced me and given you an opening to strike in return. In fact, likely would have unbalanced me. If you want someone to work on forms with, I'd be willing. I'm working on training to be better with things that aren't magic."
Every time Leliana took away a teacher, a training partner, he'd find more. Several more. He was determined.
"Especially as the Deep Roads are once again featuring prominently in my future. Darkspawn are ever so friendly..."