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[riastrad_ridire]

[A; park; morning]

[When one had seen as many battlefields as Lancer had, one tended to notice the more subtle indications of oncoming disaster. Like the tone of unease to the voices of those that had been in Mayfield longer than he had; those that knew the kinds of things the town was capable of

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[Morning in the park]

[lunawolves10th]

Good morning brother.

[Boomed a familiar voice, this time unarmored, just clad in a white bodyglove with a black-furred wolf's head on the breast where livery should be, carrying his sword.]

How do you do?

[riastrad_ridire]

[Lancer looked over his shoulder when he heard Garviel, lowering his weapon with a smirk.]

Yo. I'm well enough, what about yourself?

[lunawolves10th]

I endure. Looking for some practice?

[riastrad_ridire]

I wouldn't be half the warrior I am if I was ever not looking for practice.

[lunawolves10th]

Let's have at it, then.

[He draws his sword with the slither of steel on steel.]

[riastrad_ridire]

Sounds good to me.

[He moved swiftly into a fighting stance, ready to attack or defend at the slightest motion.]