The Dragon Rider's Chronicles

The light of the sun fell into his room and Matthais stirred slightly. But once he heard the tell-tale sounds of a swinging sword he fully got up. He changed into a pair of black breeches and a grey, short-sleeve jacket that he left untied. He picked up his sword and shield and left his room. He saw the fairy darting back and forth in the kitchen. I hope he's not on Ardra's pay-role. and Kenzo swinging his sword in a rhythmic warm up.


"Morning Kenzo. Want to spar to warm up? My blades been dulled with earth magic."
 
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Kenzo stopped his excersizes and considered Matthais' words briefly. "Sounds like a great idea. I've only really been able to train solo for most of my life, so a sparring partner would be excellent. You can only improve so much on your own." He took on a standard combat stance with his sword pointing at Matthais. "Whenever you're ready, begin." His face was blank, but his eyes were burning in anticipation.
 
Matthais strapped on his shield and rolled his sword a few times beyond his right side.


"Just the one sword?" He adopted the boxer stance on foot slightly behind the other and his sword and shield in an a-frame, protecting his head and most of his torso.
 
Kenzo shifted his feet but otherwise didn't move an inch from his position. Oddly, though he wielded a wooden katana, he only held it with his right hand; his left one was just off to his side, arm bent to be ready to act. Basically, he was a free-hand fighter, and he smirked at Matthais' comment. "I've found it's more than enough, most of the time. Though I do have an odachi, it is ill suited for indoor combat. Too combersome unless I have lots of space."
 
"Fair enough." Matthais tilted his head looking at his opponent's stance...


He quickly pushed off with one foot bringing him in close and brought his blade down to strike at the dark elf's exposed left side of his neck.
 
Kenzo's smirk dissapeared, and his eyes hardened into a combat focus. His left hand flew up with the sound of rushing wind and deflected the blow. Which was odd, because even though the blade was dulled by earth magic, to defend against a blade bare-handed...


Meanwhile, his sword flew forward in a thrust, aimed directly at Matthais's throat. Even though this was a spar, Kenzo wasn't going to waste time. The sooner you bring down your opponent, the quicker you can face the next one.
 
Matthais shifted his shield in front of him taking the blow on it. He recovered his blade in a spin on the outside of his body and threw another shot for Kenzo's left thigh using the momentum of the spin for extra speed.
 
Kenzo kicked off into the air and rolled forward, jabbing his sword into the ground vertically, stopping Matthais' blow. In a forward sumersaulting motion he brought his left heel down, aiming at the crown of his forehead.
 
The kick fell on the shield and pushed Matthais back. He charged back in shield forward hoping to knock Kenzo down while recovering from the flip.
 
Kenzo landed and saw the charge coming. He didn't quite have the time to get out of the way, but then again...maybe he didn't have to? The moment the shield reached him he rolled to his left along it's surface. lashing out with a horizontal slash as soon as he reached Matthais' right flank.
 
The blow landed on the back of Matthais's left thigh while it was extended. He pulled it up and spun to face Kenzo. He tested his leg a few times and it seemed to be ok, but if that had been a real blow he wouldn't be able to stand.


He focused on defense for a second he had to find a flaw in Kenzo's stance.
 
Kenzo launched into flurry of thrusts and slashes, all easily blockable, but that was the idea. He was now analyzing Matthais' use of the shield. Because Kenzo, until this point, had only trained alone, he hadn't trained against an opponent with a shield, so he was using the opportunity to test its defenses.
 
The blows came in quick but not too quick for Matthais to handle. He blocked each blow handily but Kenzo noticed that with a quick blow to one location delayed the time the shield would take to hit a blow in a very different area. Like attacking the leg exposes the head to an attack and vice-verse.


After the blows had landed on the shield Matthais's sword headed for Kenzo's left leg again but the blow was too wide easy for Kenzo too block. Just after Matthais saw Kenzo's eyes dart to see his wide leg shot he twisted his shield to strike him in the shoulder with it's edge.
 
Sanz slowly opened his eyes with the rising of the sun. He glanced around his room slowly, his hand tightly gripping the blade that was held by his side. With a sigh, he stood out of bed, and walked out of his room, still wearing the same sleepwear . . . that is to say thin fluffy pants and absolutely nothing else beside his blade that was held in his left hand. His hand stifled a yawn as he walked by the sound of clashing blades . . . clashing blades?


Sanz turned his head and was only half-surprised to see the two other young men in a sparring match
 
Kenzo initially moved to block the slash, but felt the wind change, and realized what Matthais was doing. Kenzo grinned slightly; good combat instincts, but lacks training. Kenzo crouched low, dodging the shield and parrying the sword, and spun with the parry to deliver a wind-charged slash at Matthais' now exposed left ribs (Kenzo wasn't using the wind to slash, just add more force). The blow at a slightly upward angle, launching the human man off his feet and backwards.
 
Matthais flew several feet into the air and spun around in the air. He rolled across the floor and skid to a halt facing Kenzo his shield planted in the ground he brought up his short sword, with reverse grip across his face to guard himself.


"I yield." He breathed heavily for a few seconds before standing and placing his shield next to the couch and sheathing his sword. He flopped down on the couch and took deep breaths, his eyes closed. Then a smile spread across his face. "Nicely done, Kenzo. You use magic with your strikes?"
 
Sanz raised an eyebrow at the conclusion to the fight, but he said nothing as he stifled another yawn and sat down on one of the couches. His sheathed blade still lay quite open in his hand, it was almost like an extension of himself at this point, and he refused to go anywhere without it.
 
Kenzo rested his sword against the couch's opposite end and sat down. He was grinning, satisfied with their duel. "I use magic in both my offense and defense. Otherwise, I wouldn't have deflected your sword with my bare hand at the beginning of our duel." He chuckled slightly. "I have to admit, your shield gave me quite a bit of trouble, at first. You have great instincts...with a bit of training, you'll be excellent in combat."
 
"That's really awesome. The only thing i've been able to do is strengthen my shield to resist most anything. It takes a lot of concentration though and isn't very easy to do. I wouldn't mind working with you on that as well if you are interested." Matthais wiped the sweat from his brow and closed his eyes again.


"Hello," he said to Sanz, "I don't believe we've been introduced."
 
Sanz turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes still glazed over slightly from sleep . . . or so it seemed.


"Sanz."


The sheathed blade in his hand was brought up to rest against the back of the couch, within the crook of his arm
 
"Nice to meet you Sanz, my name's Matthais." He nodded in the dark elf's direction. "You should fight him he's a good one."
 
Sanz shook his head slowly


"For me to fight those who are not enemies would be . . . ill-advised."


His eyes fell upon the hilt of his sword, quickly turning away afterward
 
"I wouldn't be opposed to that, but..." his stomach gurgled somewhat. "...I vote for some breakfast, first." He turned around on the couch to look over his shoulder. "Hey Kestus, how is breakfast coming along? If you want some help, just say the word."
 
Ardra walked out from her shower, smiling jubilantly. "Did everyone get a good night's sleep?" She was in an amazing mood because of good dreams and good sleep.


Kestus gave an answering smile. "Yep and now I give you.....chocolate chip pancakes!"


Neera sat straight up in bed and sniffed. "....food....pancakes...chocolate chip pancakes." She jumped out of bed and was out the door, diving for the pancakes.


"EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK!!!!!" Kestus jumped back. "Down girl! Down!"
 
"Well anyone have any idea about what we will be doing today? but, breakfast does sound good." Matthais stands up and walks into the kitchen. He was standing next to Kestus when Neera pounced.


"DEAR DRAGONS!" Matthais got up and tried to restrain Neera. "There's enough here for everyone girl!"
 
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