Danger gleams like sunshine
The question was an overwhelming relief. Maybe he wouldn't end up with too many bruises. But that still left him with 'instruction' or 'practice.' Giving a tentative smile, he bounced a little on his feet. "A little of both?" He glanced at the practice sword and ran a hand through his hair. "We could start with a light spar and you can stop me if you notice a mistake or somewhere I could improve?" That was putting a lot on the Warden, but he had no doubt that the man could handle it. And he couldn't pass up the prime opportunity for any shared knowledge.
Zavien pulled out his own wooden sword that had been strapped against his bag. He then set the remaining pack against the gate wall, bustling with barely contained energy and excitement. Smiling wide, he flicked the worn practice equipment to warm up his arm. Sinking comfortably into his familiar stance, he readied his sword and mind.
Zavien pulled out his own wooden sword that had been strapped against his bag. He then set the remaining pack against the gate wall, bustling with barely contained energy and excitement. Smiling wide, he flicked the worn practice equipment to warm up his arm. Sinking comfortably into his familiar stance, he readied his sword and mind.
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
