Limberry Urban Warfare City RP (All Folks In The Campaign)

[TheGrandMystic]

"The time of the neutral stand-off is quite over, I believe. " Vladimir noted in response to Faylen's comments. Archbishop Disrere was gone, and other staunch conservatives within the Church sharing his views were small in number. Even if they came into power once more, Vladimir thought, things had already moved forward in such a way as they could not be turned back. "Enough rhetorical air has been expelled on the stones in general, and I think it is time to move towards some sort of final resolution so that this meeting can continue onto other matters," he said, glancing an eye at both Dregar and Richard. Though no longer deep into civil-state politics, he looked forward to hearing the arguments both would bring to the table about the future of the Limberry region.

"You have said much about having us consider alternative plans, Vandin, and I do not think anyone here has closed themselves off to hearing of such things. However, you have yet to actually show us any such options, and I join Faylen in her curiosity. If you have another idea, now would be the time to lay it out for us," Vladimir said while leaning back into his chair. Such ideas, in Vlad's mind, should have been said to begin with to save him some effort.

[Avenger]

Clouds

"Hm!" Ironside said with an uplifted tone, "Not as capable as you, I'm sure."

"But... I'll give it my best." He added with a smile as he took a few steps away from Joseph. Turning his back to the Arc Knight now, Ironside bent over and put his hands on his calves as he tucked his head to his knees, demonstrating that being as tall as he was, the lancer was still flexible, most of all in his legs, the weapon that had more use to a lancer than even his or her spear.

When he finished that, he began to jog in place, slowly at first... and then he picked up the speed, pumping his arms as he went until his stride evolved into a series of hops from one foot to the other.

[clouds]

Avenger

Joseph had already warmed up earlier, so he just stretched a bit and tested the heft of his practice spear. Without his armor, Joseph's garb didn't stand out much from the average citizen. Perhaps that was intentional. Were it not for his ease at handling the spear, one might've thought he looked out of place in this camp. He waited until his partner was ready, settling into a loose stance. "Ready when you are."

[Avenger]

Ironside slipped his arm through a strap around his chest and let the Spear of Vindication slide off of his back. It's blade, normally bright and shiny from the lancer's zealous care of it, was now sheathed in a small scabbard designed to keep it clean (and also to prevent it from slicing up the top of door frames...)

The enavian let the sheath remain, tightening a leather band that connected the scabbard and the pole of the spear to keep it from slipping. He looked at Joseph, whirled his spear in a rather extravagent manner, and adopted a low stance, with his knees close to the ground. He had his rear hand on the very end of the spear, lengthening his reach as much as possible. Slowly, he began to shift his feet so that he inched a little bit away from Joseph.

"Alright then." He said with a smile. He slowed his breathing down, closed his eyes and concentrated. Though some would call Ironside's... battle focus comparable to a berserker's rage, it was (at least on the outside) a thing of calmness and serenity. He became solely devoted upon the 'feel' of combat, and delved wholesale into the experience, with little emotion evident in his face.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and not a moment later had thrown himself towards the Arc Knight with his spear in the air directly above the lancer's head coming down like a hammer as he kicked his legs out wide in each direction.

[clouds]

Avenger

Joseph eyed the man critically, waiting for him to make the first move. He wasn't disappointed as the attack came. His spear was held in a high stance, leaving him a bit lacking for power. However power wasn't what he was going for. Instead of moving out of the way or meeting the blow head on with his spear, he managed to angle his spear to deflect the incoming weapon just enough to let it slide off the shaft while simultaneously shifting to the left, keeping his front towards the lancer. "It's not just power, it's how it's directed too." He tested the man's defenses with a few light jabs at his torso and arms.

[Avenger]

The lancer left himself open as his feet hit the ground, his lower body exposed as his attack was deflected, he instinctively brought his elbows to his chest to guard his vitals. The few hits he took from the Arc Knight stung hard. Though he could tell that they weren't done with all the man's force, each hit was still quite a shock.

He pushed his fists grasping the spear out to push Joseph away and stepped back to gain some distance. He paused for a moment, readjusted his stance, and then took one quick step to the left, and then jumped horizontally to the right.

He spun halfway around in flight, landing with his side at Joseph's as they faced opposite directions. He lifted his spear up to shoulder-level for a wide slash and then jumped again, turning so that when he landed, he would be at Joseph's back. Before his feet hit the ground, the lancer brought down his spear on the inside of his jump in a wide diagonal slash.

Ironside may have put alot of strength into his attacks, but he put alot of speed in them too. However, he lacked the control to direct these attacks, as Joseph himself had assessed in just a single bout. Largely, he relied upon attacking with such ferocity that it would overwhelm his opponent's defenses.

[clouds]

Avenger

Joseph completed his testing of his opponents defense, seeming to have found something. He shifted his stance subtly, adjusting his posture. He caught the shoulder arc easily as his spear was already high, however his stance combined with the position of the first block prevented him from catching the second slash. His feet and body were completely immobile as he took the blow and seemed to ignore it. Then suddenly the butt of his spear lashed out with lightning speed and gave a short quick arc at the man's legs even as the man was still aloft. "Acrobatics do little good in wide open areas. Maneuvering and positioning is key instead."

[Avenger]

Even before his opponent had finished speaking, Ironside was tripped by the stinging blow and crumbled headfirst into the ground, which he barely improvised out of with a roll.

He swept himself up and looked back at Joseph with some ash and dust on his face from the fall. Gritting his teeth, he seemed no less disheartened from the second strike against him, and even emboldened with his own successful attack, even if it was so easily shrugged off.

He lept back, yet extended his arm out in a one-handed thrust, simultaneously extending his reach as he withdrew.

[clouds]

Avenger

Joseph parried the blow with a quick slash, keeping his spear balanced. He took a short hop backwards to give him some room to study his opponent some more, keeping his spear at mid height for any incoming attacks. "Better." His stance was rigid and unyielding, suggesting his was digging in for any attempts to get past his guard.