Page 366: Eagle Vs Eagle
Eagle vs Eagle
Summary: Kamron and Martyn finally get their sparring match, while Saffron looks on and heckles.
Date: 22/07/2012
Related Logs: Four Eagles Atop Four Eagles Keep
Kamron Martyn Saffron 
Courtyard, Four Eagles
A small side area of the courtyard set aside for sparring purposes.
22 July, 289

A couple hours after their discussion on the rooftop, with the sun now sinking slowly down toward the Keep's walls, Kamron Mallister and Martyn Mallister have met again in a side area of the courtyard set aside for sparring purposes. Kamron is armed with a practice axe and fully armored, complete with his plain purple sparring shield. He's brought his squire as well, the lanky teen standing outside the sparring circle rubbing his hands together. Kamron circles side-wise, his footwork quick and light, "You sure you're ready for this, coz?"

Also fully armored, and with a practice blade and shield in place, Martyn gets ready, letting Kamron do the circling so far. "If I'm ready to beat you, cousin? Always!" It's offered with a bit of a chuckle. His own squire is also present, standing a bit off to the side at the moment.

Kamron shakes his head, reversing his circling course with a grin from within his helmet, "And yet you still usually don't." He flirts once with a heft of his axe, and then comes wading in, raising both shield and axe to get into it.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Martyn has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Martyn spends a luck point to keep fighting!

Kamron advances quickly, and as he closes, he punches across his body with the rim of his shield, aiming to knock Martyn's shield aside to clear his chest for a direct, forceful blow from the shorter knight's blunted axe. "Let's go, coz. On your toes!" For all that he attacks his cousin full-force, his voice is light and cheerful.

Since that move threw off his own attempted attack, Martyn ends up taking the blow with his chest, staggering backwards a bit. "Lucky shot," he comments, before he moves forward again, trying to get more into it now.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Bludgeon - Moderate wound to Right Arm (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Martyn has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Martyn spends a luck point to keep fighting!

Kamron comes in again, pressing his advantage. He ducks under a sword-strike, "You want me to go with a sword too, coz?" His shield rises to slap into the back of the sword-sweep, to keep the weapon out further, and then he slashes down with his practice axe at his cousin's extended sword-arm. "I can do that… could use the practice."

And once more, Martyn takes a solid hit now, wincing a little bit, "Dodgy little…" he begins, a bit lightly, before he adds, "Well, if you need the practice with the sword, go for it," he offers.

<COMBAT> Kamron has changed weapons to broadsword.

After her rather bloody fall on the coast earlier this morning, Saffron has been trapped in her apartments under the care of a rather aggressive septa and Mistress Morla. It has been a rather bothersome thing only to be told that she was perfectly fine and there would barely be a limp and she would be as right as rain with a bit of rest. She now steps into the courtyard in a very simple gown while nursing on a cup of tea. Mistress Hara is with her, looking after her. She hesitates as hse sees the pair of knights, standing off to watch the two without being obstructive.

Kamron backs out at Martyn's words, hefting up his axe for a moment, "Done." He turns to toss the practice weapon over to Percival, who bobbles it once, twice, three times, and then he lets it drop. Kamron shakes his head, "Go get me a practice blade, Percy. Leave the axe." The gawky squire goes running the other way, coming back quickly with a practice blade. As he's running off, Kam looks over at the group of women approaching, raising a hand in greeting, "Lady Saffron. Good to see you out…" his words trail off as he notices the limp, and he starts over in that direction, "My Lady, you've hurt yourself…"

Taking a few deep breaths at the weapon change, Martyn reaches out to where that last strike hit his arm, wincing a little bit. As Kamron greets Saffron, he turns to offer a polite nod. "Lady Saffron, how are…" Pausing as he hears Kamron's words. "What happened?" Heading over in the lady's direction as well now.

"Kamron Mallister," Saffron begins with a bit of that good noblewoman voice. "I swear to the Gods if you worry after me, I will be the next one to swing a sword around at you." She offers him a small smile over the rim of her cup as she takes another sip, and she glances over toward the other Mallister knight. "Please, it is alright. My morning ride lead to a spill on the beach, and I was valiantly caught by a sharp rock." She steps up to Kamron so a small kiss can be touched to his cheek before she then steps back so she can smile over toward Martyn. "Martyn. Are you showing my betrothed the what for?"

Kamron tips his helmet up as Saffron steps closer, letting it sit on the top and back of his head, clearing his face of the cheek-guards. "I'm allowed to worry, thank you very much. Lord Mallister and Lord Banefort have said so." He flashes a crooked grin at Saffron, although it fades a little at her description, "And you're alright, along with Shygirl?" Percy's back now, with a practice blade, ready for Kamron to take it from him.

"Don't worry, Lady Saffron, he tends to worry about people. It's a character fault of his," Martyn offers with a bit of a chuckle as he listens to the two. "And I've been showing him exactly where he can hit with that axe of his for it to be most painful to his opponent. Unfortunately he's doing that rather well." He shrugs a little, offering a bit of a grin, before he adds, "Hopefully he won't be that tough when I'm tricked him into using a blade instead."

Saffron softens a bit to the question, and she shakes her head a bit. "We are both fine. Shygirl needed a little time to recover, but all she did was knock a shoe loose. She's fine." She then looks over toward Martyn with a small grin. "Good trick. Now please, continue. I just want to watch." She steps back a bit after touching Kamron's cheek so he can return to the sparring.

Kamron snorts at Martyn's description of his 'problem,' "Some people would consider that a character benefit, coz." He nods to Saffron, "Good. I'm glad you're both going to be alright." The touch of fingers to his cheek draws another grin to his lips, and then he steps back, pulling his helmet forward again and settling it over his features. Looking to Martyn, he notes, "You arranged this too, didn't you? Going to get me all distracted…" He grins between the flanges of his cheek-guards, taking up the sword from Percy and hefting it a little warily.

"Hey, my sister gave me a day before I have to appreciate such a thing, didn't she?" Martyn comments lightly to Kamron, before he grins a little, "Don't ask the trickster to reveal his tricks," he comments, getting back in place to continue now.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kamron passes.
<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Broadsword but Martyn DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron has changed weapons to sword & shield.

Kamron probably shouldn't have given the sword another whistling circle, because he has to shift back to defend himself as Martyn comes flying in on the attack. The shorter Mallister has to give ground, shaking off a hit to his head, his own riposte finding nothing but shield, "Is that more to your liking, coz?"

Aiming the swing for the other Mallister's head, Martyn offers a bit of a grin. "Hope it didn't start an echo in there, cousin," he comments a bit lightly. At the question, he offers a grin, "Well, it's a lot less painful, at least."

Saffron takes a seat somewhere, resting her injured leg. She smiles as the two engage one another, watching their stance and maneuvers with a tilt of her head. She lifts her voice with a merry note toward her betrothed. "Are you going to let that shield get in your way, Ser Kamron?"

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).

Kamron scoffs at both Martyn and Saffron's words, "For you maybe. I'm going to be hearing that for hours." This time, he gets his own shield up in the way of Martyn's assault, "Damned thing doesn't hook as well as an axe. Harder to get around." And if he can't make his weapon hook, he'll have to do it himself. The shorter knight feints up at Martyn's head, then comes thrusting down toward his chest instead.

Martyn frowns a little as his own attack is one that hits shield, and then he takes that hit to the chest. Offering a bit of a grin, "Improvement. That's good." Moving back and preparring for another attack now.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield - Moderate wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield but Martyn DODGES!

"Don't let him complain like that, Ser Martyn!" Saffron calls from her place, a bright smile on her face. Hara chuckles softly, shaking her head. "You are so mean to them, Lady Saffron…"

Kamron tries another slash in around the side of Martyn's shield, "I'll complain how I like. And right now, I like to complain about this stupid straight sword." Sadly, his attempted slash leaves him hung out to dry a bit, over-extended trying to avoid that shield.

Using his shield to block the incoming slash, Martyn smiles a bit as he sees the over-extended Kamron, and swings for the man's hand now. "Will you complain about that hit as well, cousin?" he asks, after a few more moments of pause.

Saffron continues to watch with a gentle grin on her lips, and she takes another sip of the tea that the septa had told her to drink. If it wasn't for the sugar, she is sure it would taste awful.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield - Light wound to Left Hand (Reduced by Armor).

Kamron winces beneath his helmet as the blunted weapon comes slamming into his hand, "Fuck!" He shouldn't have said that, but as he withdraws back, he grimaces, but doesn't take his eyes from his friendly opponent. Shifting the unfamiliar blade in his hand, he aims to catch the edge of Martyn's shield with his practice sword, then slamming his shield across behind that, aiming for his cousin's shield arm or hand.

Martyn grins a little bit as he hears Kamron's outburst. "Language, cousin. Wouldn't scare your dear lady now, would you?" he offers, with a chuckle. He tries attacking again, but ending up with a hit to the shield hand. "FU…" he begins, before he grimace a little bit, stepping back a little as he continues. "…rry little creatures."

The Banefort lady on the sidelines winces quite visibly at the slam to her betrothed's hand. She calls out toward Martyn. "I need that hand, Ser Martyn!" She is half-smiling however as if to show that she is not entirely serious — only mostly so.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield but Martyn DODGES!

Kamron laughs at Martyn's near-curse, "Hah!" And then he tries to circle around to Martyn's right, putting out his shield first, then trying to slip his sword in behind the advance. "Will you put stop being so quick with that shield, coz? I'm getting tired of hitting something soft like its oak. I'd rather hit something like your head."

<COMBAT> Kamron will attack Martyn this turn. Options: called=head

"Sorry, cousin. Unlike you, it's not bone straight through," Martyn offers with a bit of a grin. He grins at the call from Saffron. "But do you need it attached to the arm, Lady Saffron?" And then he moves for Kamron again now.

"I would like to be married to a man with all his limbs, Ser! If not, I will have to ask Lord Patrek to find me another Mallister man to wed!" Saffron smiles gently as she finishes off her tea, handing off the cup to Hara with a smile.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield but Martyn DODGES!

Kamron finds Martyn's shield again with his borrowed sword, sending up another clatter of metal on wood, and brings his own shield up again. "He's not going to chop off any of my limbs with a practice blade, My Lady." There's a grunt as he collects Martyn's own attack on his shield, "And you're not going to marry some other Mallister. Or anyone else!"

"Wouldn't want to chop off anything," Martyn calls out to Saffron, just as his own blade strikes shield as well. "After all, Lady Nedra would probably push me of the roof or something if I did." Lowering his voice a bit, he grins, "Nice shieldwork."

"Thank you, Ser Martyn!" Saffron calls, though her voice is laced with laughter. She shakes her head a bit. "And Ser Kamron, I will be an old and lonely crone if I cannot marry you!"

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!

Kamron chuckles at Martyn, continuing to try to circle around his cousin, "I'm used to my shield. Unlike this poncy little poker." His circling to his left side gives him the opportunity to slash in from Martyn's right side. He raises his voice again to continue the banter, "Well, we can't have that for such a lovely, lively young lady. It would be a pure shame."

Taking a little hit to his armor now, Martyn chuckles. "Quit scratching my armor. It'll be so much work for Xander," he remarks, before he nods at the louder words. "Guess I will just have to keep you alive, cousin."

There is a bit of laughter and conspirator whispers between Saffron and Hara before the former calls back out toward the sparring men. "Mistress Hara and I were wondering if you would let Martyn poke you repeatedly with that poncy little poker if I promised not to retire myself to a life as a crone and marry you, Ser Kamron?"

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield but Kamron DODGES!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield - Light wound to Right Hand (Reduced by Armor).

Kamron scoffs at Martyn again, "He could use the work. Keep him busy." He spins away from his cousin's next assault, getting his shield up in the way with another clatter. Saffron's words draw him up even as he swings a sweeping slash across his body at Martyn's weapon hand. "Are you kidding me, My Lady?" He starts to back away from his cousin, although he keeps an eye on him, "Besides, you'd be bored silly in a motherhouse." There's a pause, and then he inquires again, "You are kidding, right?"

"Oh, now he's started with the dance moves," Martyn remarks, shaking his head a little. Wincing a bit as his hand is hit again. "Okay, you can handle a blade too," he offers, before he moves more aggressively forward now.

<COMBAT> Martyn has changed stance to aggressive.

"I don't know," Saffron says a bit offhandedly. "I might be kidding." She cannot hide the smile that remains splayed across her lips, the bright dimples. "The question is… would you do it, Ser Kamron?" She nudges Hara, who has begun to laugh behind her hand.

<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield but Martyn DODGES!

Kamron shakes his head, "The bruises on your chest and arm probably don't…" and then Saffron keeps teasing him, and he suddenly stops. He doesn't even have to stop raising his shield, however, because Martyn's slash probably would have hit him in the chest easily even if he had tried to defend himself. There's a nice solid thud as he gets hit in the chest, "That better, My Lady?"

As he's still attacking when Kamron suddenly stops, Martyn is unable to stop his slash for the other Mallister's chest. Blinking a bit as he hears what's being said, he looks from Kamron to Saffron and back again for a few moments. "Ah, the things we do for the pretty ladies, cousin…" he remarks.

The two women start laughing brightly, and Saffron begins to applaud for the knight as he takes the hit. "Quite, My Dear Knight. I see what they mean now how a Lady weakens a man." She cannot hide the smile that sprawls out across her lips. "Now, Ser Kamron, how am I suppose to marry a man who doesn't fight back?"

<COMBAT> Kamron has changed stance to aggressive.
<COMBAT> Martyn attacks Kamron with Sword & Shield - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kamron attacks Martyn with Sword & Shield - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kamron has been KO'd!

Kamron throws up his hands at Saffron's words, jumping in quick with a lunging thrust at Martyn's chest, only to be mostly stopped by a nice solid strike to his stomach, "Fuck me sideways." The words are driven from his stomach, and he shakes his head, staying bent over and waving off Martyn from trying another strike, "Ow. That's what I get for letting even my brilliant betrothed dictate my military strategy." The words are spoken with a laugh, however. Percy comes up and takes the hated sword that Kamron offers out to him.

Martyn swings for his cousin's stomach now, while taking that hit to his chest. Lowering his sword, he moves over to offer Kamron a hand now. "And they say I'm letting a beautiful lady lead me around," he comments, a bit lightly, and with a shake of his heard a bit. Turning to look over at Saffron again, he offers her a bit of a grin. "After that, I'd say I leave the job of healing his ego to you, Lady Saffron," he offers rather lightly. Looking between them, he smiles a little, before he hands over the practice blade to Xander, chuckling a bit. "I think I'd better get some rest now. Not all of the nights lately have been quite restful."

"Oh," Saffron says with a bit of feigned concern. "That must have hurt, Ser Kamron." She then offers Martyn a warm glance before she steps up toward the armored Kamron. "Thank you, Ser Martyn. I think I can handle that task just fine. Sleep well, Ser." She is laughing softly before she glances over toward Kamron. "Let me see you, My Dear."

Kamron waves off Martyn's offer of assistance, "I'm okay." As if to give lie to his statement, he looks over to Saffron and complains, "Ow. Yes, it hurt." He gestures towards Martyn, "That's my cousin, he hits almost as hard as Garett does." He's just griping to gripe now, even if he's grinning just a bit beneath his helmet. He hands off his shield to Percy as well, then tips back his helmet so it rests high on his head again, "I hope that helped out a bit, coz. Sleep well."

"It did, cousin," Martyn replies, with a bit of a grin. "At least after I got you to use a blade and not that butcher's tool you usually use." Offered rather lightly, before he offers a grin to Saffron as well. "My cousin is so lucky to have you by his side, Lady Saffron. And so are the rest of the family too, I believe." A brief pause, before he adds, "And a good night to you two too." And then he disappears inside the entrance hall.

"Oh yes, it looks like he does," Saffron says, her voice very pitying. There is a smile that continues to play across her lips however as she starts to ease the helmet off the man's head. There is a warm smile on her lips as she gently hands the squire the helmet. She reaches up to ruffle his hair gently with a gentle scrub of her fingers, and then she stands up on her toes to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. She smiles after Martyn before she looks back up toward Kamron, her pale eyes warm.

Kamron gives Martyn a wave, "That's a precision instrument, I'll have you know." As she reaches up for his helmet, the knight dips his head, only to have it rock a little under her scrubbing hands. Even with the relatively shortness of the sparring match, his hair is sweat-slicked, but despite that, the motion causes him to chuckle fondly. The kiss to his nose that follows makes him scrunch up his nose, "You do that to me in a melee or anything like that, Saffron Banefort, and you and I are going to have words." Despite the words he speaks now, his tone is light and teasing, and his crooked grin just as warm as her gaze.

"By the time the next melee comes around, we will be wed," Saffron says, and oh how the mischief starts to build in her tones as she drops her voice to a whisper. "If I do that to you, you can have whatever you'd like from me as chastisement." Amusement dances in her pale eyes before she arches up on her toes to press a kiss to his lips — gentle and chaste, and ever so brief. When she is back on her heels once more, she tilts her head. "Come, lets get you out of that armor. I would like a walk before you escort me to my apartments for the night."

Kamron nods his head, "In which case, I'll be having words with Saffron Mallister, now won't I?" He returns the light kiss with a smile, "If you don't mind the jingling, I can walk with you now, My Lady. If you do mind, it'll be just a few moments." Percy has already run the practice weapons and shield back to the armory and returned, and he takes the helmet from Hara with a little blush, "A- are we taking off the armor now, S- Ser?"

Saffron bites her lip gently as she looks over her knight with a kind of assessment. "I will take the jingling if it means I get you just a few moments longer." She steps up to gently take the knight by his mailed arm. "Tell me about your day, Ser Knight, and then I will tell you about mine. What did you have for breakfast?" She asks, laughter in her tones.