Zavien
"Staffs it is!" He appreciated the offer, but luckily he'd had plenty of time to practice with the simple weapon. Whether it was long sticks with hordes of children or the more official training of the Dragoons, he'd learned to wield the weapon with a minimal level of proficiency. Grabbing two training staffs from the wall, he offered one to Melita before taking his place in the center of the ring again.
When she finally stood across from him, ready to spar, Zavien gave her a kind smile. He had a sinking feeling that he was about to get placed flat in the dirt, but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun learning along the way. "Let's have a good time!" He would usually let his opponent strike first, however, he got the sense that she wouldn't appreciate that. Lifting his own staff, he took a single step forward, trying to use his longer reach to sweep the staff towards her side for his initial attack.
When she finally stood across from him, ready to spar, Zavien gave her a kind smile. He had a sinking feeling that he was about to get placed flat in the dirt, but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun learning along the way. "Let's have a good time!" He would usually let his opponent strike first, however, he got the sense that she wouldn't appreciate that. Lifting his own staff, he took a single step forward, trying to use his longer reach to sweep the staff towards her side for his initial attack.
I learned that in suffering,
we find the true measure of our strength.
we find the true measure of our strength.
