Archery? Though Ronin flashed the bard a grin in return, it wasn't entirely a bad idea. He had always been a swordsman or a brawler, but... well. The silver in his knuckles was gone. The callouses on his palms were new. And though his fitness had been improving, he had shown no sign of getting back to his usual level of skill in the fight. There might be something to the bow, then.
But first, a sparring match - apparently. "Not the face," he agreed with a chuckle. "Practically my motto - you got it."
They danced together slowly, practicing precision over strength or speed, and Ronin grinned as Jigano successfully caught him off balance. The bard was a lot faster than he was letting on, the hunter knew, and if necessary he had no doubt that Jigano could run rings around him.
"The gauntlets? No, I'm afraid not. I lost everything when I went bang." He shrugged sadly. "Say, do you mind if we try something a little different for a moment?"
But first, a sparring match - apparently. "Not the face," he agreed with a chuckle. "Practically my motto - you got it."
They danced together slowly, practicing precision over strength or speed, and Ronin grinned as Jigano successfully caught him off balance. The bard was a lot faster than he was letting on, the hunter knew, and if necessary he had no doubt that Jigano could run rings around him.
"The gauntlets? No, I'm afraid not. I lost everything when I went bang." He shrugged sadly. "Say, do you mind if we try something a little different for a moment?"
