Training grounds

[Durilan Threeva]

Dragon Riders, elves, and Varden are training vigorously. Some are fighting each other, some clobbering training dummies, others landing arrows in targets. Durilan is locked in battle with Vanir, holding his own very well. "Do you think you can win this fight, Vanir?" Durilan challenged. Threeva makes a mighty stroke with Emeralda, his green sword, colliding with vanir's white one in a shower of sparks. Durilan uses this valuable time (He had knocked Vanir's blade aside) to make a thrust at the elf's neck. "It seems that I have won," Said Threeva. "Well fought." He puts away his sword and starts frying training dummies with magic.

[tanrad]

Tan'rad sureyed the training field spotting a man using magic on various training dummies. Tan'rad approached. Seeing that the man was a rider, Tan'rad bowed slightly.
"Greetings Argetlam, I would be honored to test my skills against you. What say you to a spar?" Tan'rad asked

[Durilan Threeva]

"Well hello, I would be delighted to spar with you. Anything to learn something new about swordfighting. Or magic, for that matter." Durilan says, drawing Emeralda, his dark green Dragon Rider sword. He draws up his left hand behind him, clearly displaying his shedded dragon-scale gauntlets with dragon tooth spikes, and the scales are emerald green, clearly from Bid'Daum his Dragon. He puts his sword straight out in front of his in an on-guard position.

[Durilan Threeva]

Ooc: Since my character is a Dragon Rider and an Elf, he'll probably win.

[tanrad]

Tan'rad raised his sword positioning his feet in a solid stance. He then pivoted on one foot spinning around and slicing foward at Threeva.

[Durilan Threeva]

Durilan blocks it in a burst of sparks as metal clashes against metal. He dodges out of the way, then, rolling around on the grass lunged at Tan'rad's head.

[tanrad]

The powerful block sends Tan'rad on his back, he quickly jumps up. Tan'rad spins just in time to dodge the rider's lungs. Tan'rad then raises his blade, feint attacks towards the head the drops down in a blow to the stomach.

[Durilan Threeva]

Durilan Spins Emeralda around in a circle in front of him, parrying the blow. After he blocks he makes a spin attack towards Tan'rad's body.

[tanrad]

Tan'rad barely recovers his blade in time to block the blow, but his weak parry does not stop all the force, he is nocked back by the power. Flying back, Tan'rad regains his footing, shrugging off the pain of the blow, he runs foward jumping completely over Threeva's head and attacking from behind.

[Durilan Threeva]

Durilan wheels around with a powerful parry, but not in time. A short, thin, red line appears on Durilan's arm where the blow landed when he was spinning. He glances upward with a look of fury and comes into a block position where his arm is up in the air and his sword is pointing down. He advances then ducks under his sword and at the same time bringing it around the back of his head and slicing at the side of Tan'Rad's stomach.
Ooc: NOTE: The parry/spin attack is a REAL sabre fencing move.

[tanrad]

The Sword hits Tan'rad's chain mail and send him flying across the room into the wall. Tan'rad yelped in pain as his rib cracks. He lay on the ground, utterring in a weak voice.
"You win rider, for the there is no way one such as me can beat you. Thank You" Tan'rad then let the blackness take hime.

Ooc: Cool. I'm going to star saber soon. So, you do fencing to?

[Durilan Threeva]

"No, no.." Durilan says. "Well fought. I could not excpect such skill from a human outcast like you." Durilan trots over to Tan'rad, waves his hand, and says, "waise heill." Tan'rad's injuries dissapear.

Ooc: Yes, I do fence. I only do foil though, that's just a move that our instructor showed us for fun.

[tanrad]

Tan'rad rises from the ground shrugging off the remaining pain, and inclining his head to Threeva.
"Thank You, and I hope to meet you again sometime" Says Tan'rad as he walks out of the room and sheathes his sword.