Post by Ffasma Doomsday on Dec 28, 2005 16:49:19 GMT -5
*Ffasma, who has been watching the sparring court for a good half hour, finally gets up and makes her way over to an empty ring. She stands there for a moment, looking at the other fights, and then sheds her cloak. She ruffles her fur and then takes out her sword, examining it. She begins to swing it, doing some regular warm-up patterns.
Though Ffasma is skilled with her weapon, this is her first duel. However, she is only slightly nervous. She is more in this to learn HOW to duel, instead of winning. Uncertainly, her eyes dart from side to side and she finally calls out her challenge.*
Anybody think they want to challenge a ferret skilled in swordplay? *Again, she swings her sword and looks around, awaiting a possible opponent. A sudden feeling washes over Ffasma...a feeling she has never felt. Could it be....exctiement?*
Though Ffasma is skilled with her weapon, this is her first duel. However, she is only slightly nervous. She is more in this to learn HOW to duel, instead of winning. Uncertainly, her eyes dart from side to side and she finally calls out her challenge.*
Anybody think they want to challenge a ferret skilled in swordplay? *Again, she swings her sword and looks around, awaiting a possible opponent. A sudden feeling washes over Ffasma...a feeling she has never felt. Could it be....exctiement?*