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Started by Brian, April 04, 2004, 01:55:07 AM

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Rezantis

Rez finds an open space and takes a few practice swings with his own sword, again trying to get a handle on the balance . . . and tries out one of the drills that they'd been messing with back at the outpost.

After managing not to kill himself, he pauses and watches Drac a bit.

"Any pointers, oh master of the blade?"
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Follow the blade.  Both hands apart.  One for control, one for power.  Get attuned to how it flows and how it wants to move and then consider how to make it move where you want it."

Dracos swung about, spinning and stopping his blade, relaxing it over his shoulder.
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez rolls his eyes dramatically and gets back to going through some drills.

This continues for quite some time.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

After he eventually starts feeling tired and has built up the warm burn of a good work out with the blade, Dracos stops, checking his blade briefly before sheathing it.  "Up for seconds, Nathan?"

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

The aforementioned Nathan stretches, then shrugs.

"Actually, I'm more inclined to see if there's somewhere to get cleaned up around here."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Ah, good point.  Lead away, Navigator."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez leads away!

And actually does stop to ask directions at some point, once they get out of the practice area.  From a servant, or at least someone who looks like they belong around here.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Brian

There are public baths in the basement.

You manage to reach them without too much trouble -- it looks like about eight giant (swimming pool sized, but not as deep) stone tubs filled with hot water.  There's even some form of soap in little hand-packed almost-spherical lumps by the doorway you enter from.  A few other men in this bath are off to one side, scrubbing themselves before getting into the water.
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Dracos

Dracos eyes rez, shrugs, and gets to looking for a place to drop off his stuff safely.  Once assured of that, he gets to getting CLEAN!

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez does the same, albeit feeling more than a touch awkward.
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

Following bathing, Dracos gets dressed and heads back out, waiting outside for Rez to get done.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

Rez follows him out not long after.

"OK.  Foodage calls, methinks."
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Food is good.  And we must place bets!"

Dracos leads away towards the eating halls.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Rezantis

"Oh, god.  And what, pray tell, do we need to bet on?"
Hangin' out backstage, waiting for the show.

Dracos

"Who takes the most points, me, you, or Bjorn."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.