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Roy swiftly lunges at Raelan's exposed torso

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Oardalis starts his usual maintenance to his gear. He fixes what's broken and checks that everything is in order. This is his ritual which he has done countless and countless times before. It's always as reassuring and helps him to calm down after battle.

After he finishes he sets his gear in exactly same order as always and rises up. He's decides to find something to eat and drink. He walks to the cooking tents and ask if they would give him something to eat.

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Raelan swiftly swipes Roy's sword away and attempts to swipe his ankle.

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Roy quickly hops to dodge Raelan's sweep, while readying his armed side. Upon landing on the ground again, he makes a backhand slash from Raelan's lower right hip to his upper torso.

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Raelan quickly uses the tip of his sword to deflect Roy's attack, then performs a spinning slash aimed at his lower left neck.

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Roy jumps back about a foot to dodge the dlash, and dashes forward to re-engage his target. He holds his practice blade with both hands a performs a thrust at Raelan's mid section


No "swiftly" or "quickly" this time? Seriously, you don't need to point out you trying to be fast. It's a fight, of course you're going to do your best to be fast. ~Thorn

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Raelan performs a downward thrust and pushes Roy's sword into the dirt. He then slashes at Roy's neck, stopping inches from it.

"You really, really need work," he says.

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Roy stands in the same form and location where Raelan would have struck him down, breathing furiously and with skin as red as can be. He entertains the thought of seeing himself fall to his opponent's feet with a slit throat before shooing it away with mental swears and vulgarities. Pride hurt, Roy pushes Raelan's wooden blade away and casts his own downrange.

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One of the cooks walks up to Oardalis, giving an obviously untrained salute. New. This was further implied by his youthful face and slightly oversized apron. His cheeks were reddened by the heat that pierced the cold air even at the distance, from the stoves and large fires. The rows of kitchens bustled and clanged with the labors of feeding the human armies.

"Gods with you, sir. We're currently roasting a new shipment of pork in celebration for the victory. If you are too famished to wait, sir, I can fetch you a snack?"

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Caed squints inquisitively at the act.

"You can't lose your focus, Royus. Becoming enraged will only make you easier to strike down, and I didn't go through all of this just for your anger to get you killed. Retrieve your weapon and return to me."

He turns to Raelan.

"Thank you for your assistance, swordsman, especially for giving Royus quarter. You are a great fighter, and could've ended the duel much sooner. You are no longer needed."

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Roy turns face and goes to retrieve his sword shamefully. His mental complexes fire to justify his actions.
When he returns to Caed
"Now what loops are you going to have me go through?"
He assertively says as he shoves his wooden sword into the dirt