Memories of a Knight (Anyone)

[Corsair]

As Corsair was forced back and his arm knocked aside he saw the blade coming in for his shlouder. He felt the blade penatrate but at the same time his free arm came up slahsing at the arm holding the sword in his shoulder as he moved away. Though the wound stayed his armour covered the wound and pressed against it stopping the blood flow.

"Nice one." Corsair said without any trace of being upset in his tone. He raised his good arm up and across his chest defenisvly and croughed slightly to help ground himself. he was going to wait to see how Vayne did on offense.

OOC: Damage taken. Armour effected Endurance at 10

[Vayne Cardas Solidor]

As the sword spilt Corsair’s flesh, he saw the boy’s blade slash at his arm. He ripped the weapon backwards quickly, fortunately escaping with little more than a scratch on the bracer on his right arm. Nothing an enchantment couldn’t fix later, but close enough to note that Corsair was not one to be counted out completely.

“You weren’t too bad yourself young pup” He said with an interested grin on his face. The boy made no aggressive move, but his stance stayed strong, obviously waiting for Vayne to create the offensive this time. Something he had no qualms about… Rather than charging in, with no idea or plan as many warriors do. No, he started to walk casually towards Corsair, his sword held by his side, with no immediate stance visible.

The two fighters had not been too far apart to start with, and so Vayne closed in on Corsair very quickly. Then, in a bold move, Vayne stepped into the boy quickly, one hand grasping his shoulder, the other attempting to drive his sword deep into his opponent’s waist. Indeed, if the blow landed, the fight would end. Vayne of course risked an attack from Corsair’s arm blades, but it his snapping movement caught the boy off guard as it was designed to…

[Corsair]

Corsair was quicker than Vayne seemingly anticipated. Even with his wound he wasn't really slowed down as it was on his shoulder not something that effected him much as he had fought with such wounds before.

Corsair used his gravity rune to leap up and over Vayne in a flipping motion. He would be upside down when above Vayne and slash at him with his left arm blades aimed a the muscles connecting his neck and right shoulder. The worst case possiblity was that vayne would either block the attack or get a glancing blow on Corsair. But Corsair doubted Vayne could bring his weapon to bear in a leathel way at this moment.

[Vayne Cardas Solidor]

As Corsair jumped over Vayne, his sword passed through nothing but air. And although he wasn’t the fastest around, his reflexes were still very good… As his opponent swung a dangerous blow, Vayne spun on the spot, pivoting his body to the right, using the swords momentum to pull away from the dangerous strike. He then used all his strength to pull his sword around, slamming it hard against Corsair. The attack had no kind of precision, and so even if it wasn’t blocked, it would only hit the armor. Something that wouldn’t cause much injury, but would just throw Corsair back. The same was likely to happen if the attack was blocked, as Vayne was very obviously much stronger than Corsair.

[Corsair]

This time Corsair's armour held strong not even gaining a scratch. He landed on his feet rocking back slightly and grinned but of course the grin could not be seen.
"Very impressive. But it seems with our respective skillswe are more or less evenly matched." Corsair said.
"I offer this as a draw if you wish. if not then I'm willing to continue." he said raising his arms.

[Vayne Cardas Solidor]

Vayne landed somewhat more gracefully than Corsair, as he had not just been knocked back several feet. He looked at the armor clad warrior as he listened to the boy talk of how he believed the two fighters to be evenly matched. The thought crossed Vayne’s mind… But he decided against disputing the fact. He had his reasons for staying quiet. Reasons that were not likely to become obvious any time soon. Corsair then proposed that they call the fight a draw, and being a humble man, not wishing to point out that the current score was one wound to none, he smiled. “A draw it is” He drew a black cloth from his belt, sliding it up the blade of his sword, cleaning it, and removing the blood from the tip. He replaced the cloth, and slid hid sword into its sheath.

“You fought well my friend” He said warmly. He then remembered the boy’s injury, and approached Corsair. He held his hand over the area in which the injury was. A warm glow resonated from his palm. In a few seconds, Corsair would feel his wound sealing up, the muscle reattaching itself from its deepest point outward. The glowing would vanish, and Vayne’s hand dropped to his side. “That should save you a trip to the nurses” He said with a wink.