Academy of Drell, Part I

This one is not afraid... and strong of will... interesting... for a human...

Keith gestures to the courtyard...

"After you milady..." he bows slightly...
 

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Arana Peravai

OCC: I guess I have to alter my little bit of annoyance posted earlier in light of our DM's post. Here goes...

Arana, intrigued by the cryptic text, was about to recite her read magic incantation, when she spots Maerath in the library. Ah, yes. Just the person I was looking for. Arana sends her white and orange-colored familiar to bother Maerath.

A furry creature brushes against Maerath's leg. Sensing a furry creature brushing his leg, Maerath lowers his hand and strokes the little cat while still reading the huge book in front of him. Looking down, he is greeted by a familiar sight and a familiar voice. "You're at it already?!" Arana says in her high pitch voice. She leans over Maerath's shoulder and pokes her head between him and his oversized book. "Really! I mean I recognize that humans have a far shorter life span than elves and that you desire to learn everything in this library and more. But so early in the morning? Which brings me to the subject of where you were last night. The others and I had a fabulous blast! You should have seen Kith. He had a marvelous time, although I must admit that he probably is paying for it this morning." That boy Kith has the rudest manners when he does get drunk. To make such comments at anyone...especially ME.

Maerath responds, "Yes I am already at it, and would have been sooner if I had woken up before. And my lifespan has nothing to do with my love for learning. Any human would want to study while he is young to use his knowledge while he is still able to do so, wouldn't he? And even if I'm older than any human will ever be, I am still young for my people. As for where I were last night, it's simple: I was where I am every night, walking along the shore. I walked much yesterday, the reason why I was tired this morning and woke an hour too late... Now, hush, this is library...a place of quietness for study?"

"Come on outside. It's a glorious day and I need someone to spar with, who might be gentle. I would have asked Sildarin, but he's so serious about that sort of exercise." She begins tugging at Maerath's sleeves. "Come on! Let's go already! Look, you're upsetting everyone. I need someone to beat up on. Now let's go!"

"But there's no one here. And no, I don't want to go outside. If I keep on reading at the same rythm, I should be able to start the book the librarian found me about the rise of the empire as soon as next week... No, come on, let go of my sleeve...."

"True enough, but they would be upset if they were here." She continues pulling on his sleeve.

"Alright, alright, I come, I come... Some exercise would be welcome. And I might make friends with these hypothetical students of yours who'll be happy that I make you go out of this library." And once we're done, I'll be able to come back and keep on reading this most interesting book... With some luck, the librarian will once again let me stay in the library late in the evening.

A low meow originates from below the table, as Arana drags Maerath away by his sleeve. As they head toward the entrance, Arana again spots the manuscript with the cryptic text. "Just hold on for one second." She begins to gesture and recite an incantation of read magic.

Maerath says, "I thought you didn't want to study."

OOC: If I can, I'll start reciting the book aloud. Otherwise, I'll say, "Still can't make it out. Damn. Oh well. Let's go." Once again, I took some liberties with our conversation, if you don't mind, poilbrun. BTW, if people don't mind, I think that TEAL would be easier to read than BLUE
 
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Great, a gentleman. Just like my father... always polite, always calm, but on the inside, plotting insidiously. Damn it, I left my home to get away from people like that!

"Thanks." Charlotte says gruffly, and walks out into the courtyard.

After going in around a dozen feet, she turns back towards him. "No armor. No shields. Just you, me, and our blades. No psionics, no magic. Just blade against blade, wit against wit. Agreed?"
 

Keith Prepares...

Hmm... very confident in her skills she is...

Keith walks out to the courtyard and throws off his cloak placing it on a bench... he then removes his Mithral shirt and places it on top of the cloak...

"That is fine with me Charlotte..."

Keith then draws his blade and whips it through the air... with ease... his grip light yet focused... he stretches slitghtly.... bare chested with a smile...

Overconfidence... I must reign it in.. and expect any surprise from this one...

"I am ready..." he takes a light fluid stance... his blade pointed downward...

OOC: AC 14 (No armor) +8 to attack with Rapier (1d6+1/18-20 x2), if appliccable Sneak atack is +2d6, my Initiative bonus is +8 along with Uncanny Dodge... just in case any of that is needed
 
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Rallyn Loddry

Rallyn signs off and checks his mailbox finding it empty.

Apparently Serbanas kept those two humans all night. I hate doing stuff like that, I'm in the same class as one of them, makes me feel like a stick in the mud. But some of those hot-headed humans need to learn to slow down. Young impulsiveness is one thing, young impulsiveness with enough mental power to punch a hole in a wall--or someone else--needs to be chained.

He steps out into the hall and begins back out into the courtyard to cross over to library to hopefully get some studying in and catch up a little.

You realize Serbanas will need you to return those two eventually. You did bring them in. Karenia chimes in Rallyn's mind.

"Hopefully they're either not chastised enough yet--

Hah! Serbanas is wonderful deep down, but I wouldn't want him staring at me. Fat chance.

"--OR," Rallyn tries to continue aloud and he steps back out into the morning light of the courtyard, "Maybe he'll have forgotten it was me who brought them in, I really need to get in some studyin--"
 

Remember all that you know, Charlotte. This is a spar, not a real fight. Just a spar. Be nice to him.

"Exquisite."

Charlotte draws her blade out with her left hand, without even a touch of flourish. She holds her rapier at Keith and points it up slightly, and holds her right hand to her side and out for more balance.

"Your move."

I didn't don my armor or grab my shield when I woke up, all I've got is the rapier.
 

Keith raises the blade ever so slightly... and takes a measured step... he rolls to the side quickly cover 5 feet in a tumble before springing upwards and thrusting with his blade quickly trying to pierce Charlotte's defenses... silent and lethal...

Stay mobile... never become complacent... Alustir... your words still ring true in my mind...


OOC: Tumble +13 for the roll to the side to attack from the flank... and then a simple attack +8 not sure if this will be DMed, so if not we can just RP it...
 
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Rallyn Loddry

Rallyn groans as he sees not only Serbanas but the two humans being handed off to Sildarin as Serbanas gestures in Rallyn's direction.

Maybe if I skirt around the building he won't notice me... That's odd, it looks as if Keith Kinain and that aristocrat girl are going to spar with live steel. In front of Serbanas no less... I hope Keith doesn't scratch her blouse, nobles are touchy about stuff like that.

Shaking his head Rallyn resigns himself to a double shift again and heads towards Sildarin and his two charges, keeping an eye on the two duelists.

Why couldn't they just go home for the break? I just need one week to catch up.

Hush now, I'm trying to watch... Karenia interrupts.

But it's my head! Oh, nevermind...
 

Zhure isn't around at the moment, so we probably could just RP it.

Charlotte, trying to guess what would occur, sees Keith step forward and raise his blade. She lowers hers and prepares to give him a slash, but then Keith suddenly isn't there.

Reacting quickly, Charlotte ducks and tumbles to her right, hopefully avoiding any incoming blows. She tumbles for around 5 feet, jumps up, and turns around quickly to see where Keith is.

Well, looks like I've met my match. This guy is way too mobile. I knew I should've learned some tumbling... compared to him, I'm a bungling fool! That's alright though. He'll slip up at some point. And then...

Charlotte backs up another 5 feet, watching Keith carefully and ensuring that her blade is in front of her and at the ready.
 

She is good... she knows the steps... stay measured... stay calm... breath... yes... good... focus...

Keith steps softly... gripping his rapier lightly in his left hand... he gives a breif smile... before feinting to the left and then dipping to the right... his blade arcing low.... then rises upwards...
 
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