07-14-2020, 04:47 PM
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— freddie was rather proud of his warlord title. even though he often detested the idea that he had to consult eddie on most things or report back to him, he still often revealed in all of the other perks the position held. besides, even while he appeared bored around the lodge, it seemed like he found a position that suited him almost perfectly. perhaps while others didn’t know about his bloodthirsty tactics - and overall gruesome violence - it still seemed evident at the day that he was a fighter. as much as he hated his cousin, he had to admit - the guy knew what fred’s strengths were.
leaning against a wall, arms crossed, he watched two apprentices as they sparred. “do we really have to practice like this?” one complained as the duo eyed each other down. “in a real fight i won’t need to stand around this much. i could just go in fists flying-” the apprentice started taking a bunch of swings, most of the combination getting blocked. fred hummed, subtly leaning his head back.
“sparring isn’t about showing off your strength, kid,” he pointed out, watching the two with an absent gaze. “it’s about showing off your skill. which-” he watched as the other apprentice landed a few jabs, the first one backing off to try and avoid them. “you seem to be lacking.” waiting a moment, he pursed his lips before praising the other one, “not bad.” although blunt, fred sounded otherwise nonchalant and casual. freddie had arguably been the same way when he started learning to fight. he was always ready to show off his strength - only eventually learning to set his ego aside enough to actually learn.
eyes wandered over as others started to filter in. pushing himself off from the wall, he looked around at the newcomers filtering on in. “alright. everyone ready? find yourselves a partner, now.”
— freddie was rather proud of his warlord title. even though he often detested the idea that he had to consult eddie on most things or report back to him, he still often revealed in all of the other perks the position held. besides, even while he appeared bored around the lodge, it seemed like he found a position that suited him almost perfectly. perhaps while others didn’t know about his bloodthirsty tactics - and overall gruesome violence - it still seemed evident at the day that he was a fighter. as much as he hated his cousin, he had to admit - the guy knew what fred’s strengths were.
leaning against a wall, arms crossed, he watched two apprentices as they sparred. “do we really have to practice like this?” one complained as the duo eyed each other down. “in a real fight i won’t need to stand around this much. i could just go in fists flying-” the apprentice started taking a bunch of swings, most of the combination getting blocked. fred hummed, subtly leaning his head back.
“sparring isn’t about showing off your strength, kid,” he pointed out, watching the two with an absent gaze. “it’s about showing off your skill. which-” he watched as the other apprentice landed a few jabs, the first one backing off to try and avoid them. “you seem to be lacking.” waiting a moment, he pursed his lips before praising the other one, “not bad.” although blunt, fred sounded otherwise nonchalant and casual. freddie had arguably been the same way when he started learning to fight. he was always ready to show off his strength - only eventually learning to set his ego aside enough to actually learn.
eyes wandered over as others started to filter in. pushing himself off from the wall, he looked around at the newcomers filtering on in. “alright. everyone ready? find yourselves a partner, now.”
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[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH
[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH