Vyleya Argnon, Human Fighter 2
After they return home, Vyleya returns to her room, sleeping fitfully until mid-morning. Her rest is constantly interrupted by the growing day, and no shade or block she can put on her window can contrive to keep her from waking up every several minutes or hour to look balefully on the spreading light and noise of the morning. She finally gives up after a half hour’s tossing and turning finds herself unable to fall back asleep, and the blankets on her bed scattered wildly. Sighing, she rises and takes the time to make her bed, carefully folding in the covers. Dressing in plain, sensible clothing, she ties her hair back with a leather band. Leaving her room she exits the home, and sets off in a run around the neighborhood.
About an hour later she returns. After a quick wash from the basin in her room, she straps on her armor. After checking her halberd and short sword to make sure their edges remain keen, she takes out her heavy crossbow and sets it on her desk. She looks over the stock quickly, making sure there is no damage. She carefully tightens the bridle of the crossbow, making sure the prod is lashed securely in place. She inspects the string to make sure it has not begun to fray and finally the lever to make sure the firing mechanism draws back smoothly.
Satisfied, she steps outside once more and finds or clears enough space to set up a hasty firing range, making use of a spare barrel lid or scrap wood to setup a target, drawing up a simple bulls-eye with chalk. She steps back from the target about 30’ and fires bolts in volleys of five at the target, until she has shot the target fifty times.
She then returns inside to seek out a late breakfast or early lunch, depending on what the cook is preparing. She takes whatever is available without complaint or any special requests.
After noon she takes her melee weapons outside, stretching carefully for several minutes. She then practices her technique with her sword, hammer and halberd. Her technique with the sword and hammer seem composed largely of jabs originating from her hips or low swings, taking advantage of the strength of her lower body. When she switches to the halberd, she practices a wide series of moves, from whirling defensive jabs, powerful arcing sweeps and slashes with both the hook and the axe-blade, to heavy upward jabs with the pointed end up the versatile weapon.
When she finishes, she wiles away the rest of the afternoon in the study, searching through the collection of books their for an appealing tome, information of local interest, a biography on a war hero, or books on tactical history all catching her eye. If she finds nothing, she’ll take the opportunity to go shopping for some. When she finally picks out a satisfactory book, she will remain engrossed in it until supper, or until she is otherwise interrupted.
