Rider's Generation(CLOSED)

[HypnoticPanda]

Sorry for the lack of posts, I haven't been home since the day after Christmas. ))

Seraphine Masalha / Elazar

Watch them closely. Elazar warned his companion, taking in the scene with amusement. Seraphine hadn't needed to be told. She stood silently, arms folded across her armor-cladded chest. Her brows furrowed as she concentrated on both Sardonyx and Teod's moves. They were both skilled, she knew that. She was even more interested in the outcome than the fight though.

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

Sardonyx Crimson & Nazaroth

Sardonyx kept her focus on Atren's footwork, his words seeming like a breeze that simply brushed past her. She wasn't about to let petty conversation distract her. The slight shift in the captain's footing just barely gave away his intentions, and she was able to jump backwards far enough so that the blade of the broadsword whizzed right by her arm.

While the heavy blade was still in it's downward arc, Sardonyx proceeded to thrust the tip of Garjzla unin du Sundaver towards Atren's hip. It was a simple move, but effective when the blow lands.

Nazaroth nodded, his jasmine eyes also locked on the two. And I don't think dear Sardonyx was mentally prepared for Atren to come crashing through her walls. So it's no wonder that she's irritated. Nazaroth said. But you are right. The art of battle, however brutal it may be, is a painting all on it's own.

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

(Bump.)

[narwhallama]

(I'm back)
Lilla watched the sparring with awe, wondering if she would one day be like them.

[Cooluser1615]

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Name ➡ Eke Raibourg
Age ➡ 15 years old
Gender ➡ Female
Rank ➡ New Rider
Race ➡ Human
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Eke, like many of the other Riders and their dragons, turned her head to watch the fight. She had never seen such skilful fighting. In Carvahall, anytime a fight had erupted between two people (usually drunks), it was an ugly, underhanded brawl that was quickly broken up. This was different. The opponents moved with such speed and grace that they almost seemed to be dancing, their music the clash of metal against metal as they fended off each other's blows. Eke noticed that the male swordfighter, a human with tanned skin and brown hair, was the same person who'd been fighting when she'd gone outside. However, it was the female swordfighter who caught Eke's attention. She was an adult human with blonde hair, dressed in black. It made her seem all the more dangerous. Eke marvelled at the woman's skill. She moved the sword as though it was a single, deadly extension of her hands. "I don't suppose you know who they are?" Eke asked Miriel, gesturing towards the fight in order to show who she was talking about.

[qwill.]

✘--Ren Teod and Ailla
captain of the cavalry ✘ Gil'ead ✘ Sardonyx Crimson
Ren felt the blade hit his hip and swerved to the left like a drunken sailor, losing his balance and concentration. He cursed himself silently for letting his intentions be known. That was the second time she had landed a blow to his missing, seemingly bumbling swings of the ruby red blade. Ren searched his brain for the answer, for a move that would surely allow him to penetrate her carefully planned guard. Ailla? A little help might be nice, he thought, glancing at his dragon.

Use the arena. Look for something other than just swordsmanship, especially since her skill is quite level with your own, Ailla suggested, flicking her tail like a great cat. It was obvious that she was not impressed with her rider's ornery attitude, and would undoubtedly give him a pice of her mind on the flight back to the garrison.

This is her territory! She knows it much better than I do, Ren said, again parrying one of Sardonyx's blows. I need something new and unused.

You also need to go off the defense, and start landing a few swipes yourself. Maybe forget the sword all together and get in with hand-to hand.

Ren thought about that for a moment. Her blade was much thinner than his; he was at a disadvantage when it came to speed and agility. Plus, her blade was dulled, so if he came in close contact with it, instead of slicing his armor, it would merely bruise. Still, it was never something Ren had even considered trying before. Well, he thought, excited, there's a first time for everything.

This time, instead of going for a broad strike, Ren ducked her rapier and swung his arm around, attempting to hit Sardonyx in the shoulder. She may be faster, but Ren was taller and fundamentally stronger. He would need to use this to his advantage.



✺-- Bo Faer Dsatl and Evira
neutral rider ✺ Gil'ead ✺ Nazaroth
"I sometimes wish that we as dragons were as graceful as they can be," Evira said, focused on Ren and Sardonyx. "We fly like eagles through the clouds, but they have a simple agility about them that makes them so endearing," she continued. "Well, humans, anyways. My Bo is quite...lumbering." Evira nudged the disgruntled dwarf sitting at her feet affectionately.

Was that a remark on my weight, 'Vira? Because I'm quite thin for a dwarf. You should see my uncle Vinny!

'Course not, Bo. I love you just the way you are, Evira told him, breathing warm air across his ruffled and singed beard. Do you think you should help Ren?

Nah. He's got it well enough on his own...wait, what's he doing? Is he trying to punch her? That idiot. I'll gladly see how this one turns out WITHOUT having to bear the blonde lady's wrath. Ren's ego needs to be deflated a bit.

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

Sardonyx Crimson & Nazaroth

Sardonyx stumbled backwards, her shoulder throbbing. Her cloth armor did little to nothing at protecting her from the blow. She took a second to regroup before she actually knew what had happened. Out of all of the unethical things he could have done! She barked to Nazaroth while she put herself on a wary guard, circling Atren like a threatened wolf.

I believe it was ethical. He found a weakness so he used it to his advantage. He replied, threading in a slight note of concern. Remember, don't play with your weaknesses. I don't ever recall you training in hand-to-hand.

I didn't. She said bitterly, regretting her decision to drill her skill only with a blade. She continued to slowly walk around him, until she finally struck out once again at his shoulder. She would need to feel out his fighting style once more since he showed he was capable of something rather unpredictable.

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

(Bump.)

[☾ ℜε∨αη ☽]

(Bump)

[CorvusSchnee]

{Just waiting for the proper time to bring in the rising tide of darkness. I could have the Ra'zac begin their attacks now, but I just want to make sure everybody's prepared for that}