[1 v 1] Practice goes a long way! (Iyari/Falair)

[kuumeii]

The tower was proving easier to congregate between the once standing clans, or so Iyari thought. That was why she had taken to going through the different floors to see how they trained, joining in their training grounds to get another perspective. Only when she had gone through them she found them less occupied than she would have hoped. So far she'd been occupying her time by attacking helpless dummies in each training area.

Today was different though. She'd been favoring going up to the Famine floor and into their training grounds. It provided a completely different, if not deadly, training experience. Despite the danger level being increased what she was craving was to have a real practice battle. A spar. Something that could actually test her skills.

Standing at the edge of the training area she was watchful and patient, looking for any horseman to come by. Suddenly her eyes moved to a horsewoman with a red hood walking nearby. Though she seemed preoccupied the War horsewoman wasn't going to let the chance escape.

"How would you like a spar?!" She called out to her, in the least subtle way she could possibly manage while closing the distance between them, her wings twitching in anticipation.

Iyari STATS

HP: 40/40
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attacks: Swift Strikes T2, Doube Take T2, Battle Cry T1

Yayoi

Helllo! Hope this is an okay opening post haha XD <3

 

[Yayoi]

Falair had returned to the Famine floor after another excursion into the Death clan's library. She had been spending a lot of her days there lately. Often coming home in the late night hours only to be chided if caught by her older sister. Though Na was spending more time with that Death stallion of hers, so Falair had no real worries about being caught too many times.

Besides. She was an adult now.

Today though she had swiped a rather interesting book and decided to leave a bit early before anyone caught on to the fact that she had been stealing books from them. She'd return them! Maybe.

Her nose had been stuck in a book as she passed by the training grounds. The sudden and loud voice calling out snapped her out of her reading. The young mare stopped mid-step before looking up. Turning her head to the left to see another mare with brightly colored clothes and feathers. Was she talking to her? Falair blinked a few times before pointing a slender finger at herself. "Who me?"

Stats

HP: 40/40
DMG: --
2d8 - 6

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[kuumeii]

"Mhm, you!" Perhaps she'd caught her at a bad time but something about the other mare had sparked Iyari's attention and she walked over to her. Was that a book in her hand? Iyari had little experience with books. Tomes in War were few as far as she knew, but she looked past the book in her hand and back to her face.

"Yes. I request a duel." Those were the words she used, but something in her eye hinted that it was more than just a request. Iyari leaned a little closer to her. "That is to say, I enjoy using your training grounds but it's been..." She paused to look for the word. Lonely? "Unproductive." There was a swish of her head and her accessories wiggled on her head.

The gleam was back in her eyes. "So?"

Yayoi

Iyari STATS

HP: 40/40
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

 

[Yayoi]

When the other mare eyed her book Falair snapped it shut. A light, innocent smile reaching her brown eyes. Mostly hidden behind her face mask. She slipped the book into one of her many leather pouches.

She eyed the training ground briefly. It was pretty barren. But that was understandable. Most Famine weren't fighters unless absolutely necessary. But from the way this mare acted and from her dress she could only guess that she was of the War clan.

Perhaps she just wished to test her mettle.

"Not surprising. Most Famine are Sages or Alchemists. Colony Soldiers are few." The look in the mare's eyes wasn't surprising to her. In fact, it was kind of intriguing. "Alright." She would amuse her for the time being. Its not like Falair was in any real rush for home anyhow. Things could be put off for a moment.

Stats

HP: 40/40
DMG: --
2d8 - 6

kuumeii

 

[kuumeii]

That was something she'd heard of. Most Famine members were well adept at arts that were far from her own set of skills. Yet there had been a curiosity every time she came to their floor. Perhaps for another time.

For a moment she held her breath but then exhaled with excitement behind her breath, grinning at her. "That is what I like to hear." She turned her body and her wings twitched as she moved back to the training area, turning to give the other mare a nod in that direction. Eloquence wasn't a strong suit, nor were words, but she had learned how to use a smile, smirk or grin to convey her intention. She hoped it wasn't being lost.

"I've never fought a Famine horseman before." She said in a low voice, turning back to face her. "I take it as a compliment that you're willing." She brushed a stray hair from her face. "My name is Iyari, I'd like to know yours before we spar too."

Yayoi

Iyari STATS

HP: 40/40
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

 

[Yayoi]

"Then we are in the same boat. I have never sparred with a War clan member. It should prove to be...enlightening." The other mare was probably a lot more adept at fighting than she was. Falair preferred books and hookahs. Fighting like a brute was never her cup of tea.

She would defend herself sure. But actively seeking out a fight was the last thing she would ever do.

As she moved into the training ground, eyes swept over the field. A long, golden chain appeared in her hands. It was pretty unassuming until you looked closer and spotted the sharp spikes that were attached to the links. "Falair Saab."

Stats

HP: 40/40
DMG: --
2d8 - 6

kuumeii

 

[kuumeii]

Enlightening... Iyari gave the other mare a smirk. She hadn't heard that word used for herself before, that was for sure. "I think it should be interesting at least!" She felt her blood moving, readying itself for the coming skirmish and her kopis blade appeared in her hand, turning back with a nod to her.

The glittering chain caught her eye and sparked her attention. Iyari nodded her head to her. "Well Falair." The anticipation in the War horsewoman was mounting and her feathers twitched on her hips. "Shall we?"

Yayoi

Falair can go first! o uo

Iyari STATS

HP: 40/40
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

 

[Yayoi]

"Of course." Falair twirled the chain a couple of times before flinging her arm forward, sending the chain zipping past Iyari's head. She was kind of disappointed that it hadn't really landed a hit.

Yanking it back, the Famine mare caught it. She was skilled enough with her chain to avoid the spikes that littered the chain.

Stats

HP: 40/40
DMG: 3
2d8 - 6
Fear Attack: Double Take 1/3

kuumeii-

 

[kuumeii]

It was faster than she anticipated and she felt the chain past her, scraping against her and she glanced back it, staring to Falair with a grin on her face. Yes!

With a quick move she rushed forward with a swipe of her blade against her. The other mare was fast so Iyari couldn't be sure how much damage she did, but she did make contact at least.

Iyari STATS

HP: 37/40
DMG: 6
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

Yayoi

I think you did 3 damage before actually. o vo

 

[Yayoi]

For as quick as she was, Falair still had a hard time dodging the other mare's attack. It was quick and the Famine mare had little time to step out of the way.

Another flick of her wrist and she sent the chain at Iyari once more.

Stats

HP: 34/40
DMG: 1
2d8 - 6
Fear Attack: Double Take 2/3

kuumeii

Yer right, I can totally add derp. Now it's 1 lol.

 

[kuumeii]

She felt another sting from the chains and tried to counter... only to force her way too far off and landed behind Falair without making any sort of contact. Yet that smirk remained and she grinned back at her again, eyes ignited by the fight.

Iyari STATS

HP: 36/40
DMG: CRIT FAIL MISS
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Falair's face remained calm. Though it was hard to actually see behind her face mask. As Iyari landed behind her she turned on her heel, sending her chain at the War Horsewoman again, aiming to wrap her chain around the other mare's sword arm.

Stats

HP: 34/40
DMG: 6
2d8 - 6
Fear Attack: Double Take 3/3

kuumeii

 

[kuumeii]

"Hn." The sound escaped her lips as the chain wrapped around her arm. She moved her sword with a quick motion and held it in her non-dominant hand, turning to swipe back while she wrestled her arm back. Clearly the Famine mare wasn't holding anything back. Perfect.

Iyari STATS

HP: 30/40
DMG: 2
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

Yayoi

 

[Yayoi]

Jumping back she felt the sword as it swung past her mid-section, coming close to slicing her in two. But not close enough. It scraped along one of her pouches, leaving a fine cut in the leather.

Falair unwraveled her chain from Iyari's arm. Sliding her hands to it's center she twirled each end at length before swinging them one at a time at the mare with as much force as she could muster.

Stats

HP: 32/40
DMG: 5
2d8 - 6
Fear Attack: Double Take 0/3

kuumeii

 

[kuumeii]

Though she was annoyed at herself for missing she was impressed as Falair hit yet another blow. She felt the slicing on her skin, though no telling how deep it was. After the hit she moved back in to slash again, hoping to catch the other mare off guard.

She smirked as she made contact.

Iyari STATS

HP: 25/40
DMG: 5
Dice: 2 D8 -6
Fear Attack: Swift Strikes

Yayoi