+ 5 – teach someone a new fighting move


With time fading by slowly for the Satoshi man he found himself wandering the plains by himself, ignoring the snorting of various prey animals while they watched him nervously. Because to them, if a lion was around so was a lioness usually. But not Dravite, no he was here on his own as far as he knew. The brown spotted lion moved at a leisurely pace, he was in no rush to get to no where. Though boredom was starting to eat away at his being and it irked him that he didn't have anyone to talk to or to play with. Lost in his thoughts he was startled when a bird took off from the tall grass and he let out a loud growl swearing, Stupid bird!” he hissed irritable now.



"Speech"

These fields were certainly a pleasant change from anything else the albino man had managed to come across. He strolled slowly, taking in his surroundings with bright red eyes, ears craned forward listening as he strolled. This place reminded him vaguely of home, though it was still different in it's own right it did bring back good memories, albeit they were few but they were there nonetheless. The sound of yelling up ahead pulled his attention from the buzzing bumblebees near him (resting on a cluster of flowers) to instead towards the stranger up ahead. Bronn chuckled, a deep hearty chuckle, before calling out - "Ahh the good ol startled by a bird trick.." He mused then, long strides pulling him closer to the man until finally he halted. "Name's Bronn .. and you?" His voice was gruff and a bit curt but it was simply all in his nature. He looked at the man curiously and with amusement before his gaze flickered over to the culprit that had startled the lion. It wasn't a very big bird by any means but he supposed he could see how it had managed to sneak past him through the taller grass.


@Dravite

+5 - Observe and study a new scent (1/2)
+5 - Learn a character's full name and rank (1/2)
+5 - Listen to someone vent their problems (1/2)

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+ 5 – teach someone a new fighting move

A chuckle made his fur ripple in irritation, who was laughing at him? Flushing with embarrassment inside he turned to face the laughter and a scowl was on his mug while he glared at the other. It only last a few seconds but he had been caught in a fowl—FOUL mood. Tail tip twitched left and right uncertainly before he let it relax. It wasn't a personal insult. Dravite could let it slide.

”Dravite.” he grunted in response then looked towards where the bird had been then back at Bronn, ”Could have been worse... could have snuck up on a ostrich nest” he muttered shrugging his shoulders, an ostrich nest would have meant running like hell. ”How long were you watching?” he asked suddenly looking to Bronn with a curious look in his eyes.



"Speech"

@Bronn

It had been an interesting sight to see that much was certain and even when the male spun, his features tightened up in an irritated scowl Bronn couldn't help but grin at him. 'Dravite. Could have been worse.. could have snuck up on a ostrich nest. How long were you watching?' He inquired to which Bronn took a few strides closer, making the gap even smaller between them before he pulled to a halt once more. "Eh, not long. But long enough to see what was going on over here.. but don't worry pal, your secret is safe with me." He said to him then, after all if you hadn't been startled by a bird at least once in your life then surely you weren't living. "Can't help but notice you seem a little tense though.." He pondered before taking a few strides past Dravite, his ruby gaze sweeping across the fields before he paused once more, "How long have you been in these fields .. brewing?" He said without a glance towards the man, his eyes still taking in the expanse of the field although one ear remained flicked backward towards him, listening.


@Dravite

+5 - Observe and study a new scent (2/2)
+5 - Learn a character's full name and rank (2/2)
+5 - Listen to someone vent their problems (2/2)

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+ 5 – teach someone a new fighting move


Dravite watched the other man get closer, they were about same in size which for Dravite was rare lately all he was meeting were lions that were smaller than him. ”It's not a secret, fear keeps one alive” he muttered stubbornly, without fear they wouldnt get very far. It went hand and hand with common sense. A little laugh left him while he let his vocal cords scratch out in his German tongue, “strahlende augen” it was a compliment, that yeah it was obvious he was tense as hell.

”I dunno.. a while I guess? I'm a man built to fight with no fight to be had...” he shrugged his shoulders annoyed, he wanted to let loose a little but he couldn't do that with anyone it seemed. Though he watched Bronn out of the corner of his eye, in case his friendliness was false.





"Speech"

@Bronn

'It's not a secret, fear keeps one alive. strahlende augen.' This piqued Bronn's interest as the man swiveled on haunches, his form now facing Dravite with a curious gleam in his eyes. "Sie fließend sind?" He asked, voice gruff and the german accent thick. It had been so long since Bronn had heard anyone speak the language, hell the last time he had heard it was when he was in the militia and that was years ago. But it was something that never left him, it was a part of him, and for a brief second Dravite reminded him of an old comrade he had had back in the day. 'I dunno.. a while I guess? I'm a man built to fight with no fight to be had...' Now that was relatable, Bronn himself was a war-hardened individual; it wasn't easy to just put those built in skills on the back burner. "How'd you feel about a little tussle then?" Bronn asked, offering Dravite a wry smile as he waited for his response. In the meantime he squared his shoulders, bobbed tail straightening behind him and ears lacing against his skull as eyes narrowed, setting his defenses. "kommen, machen Sie den ersten Zug. Es wird uns beiden einige gute." He said then with a curt nod of his head.


translation 1: "are you fluent?"
translation 2: "come, make the first move. It will do us both some good"


@Dravite

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+ 5 – teach someone a new fighting move


For a moment Dravite stared in shock at Bronn, he had not only understood him he also responded in his tongue. Some of his agitation edged away with the shock of this revelation, he had yet to meet someone outside of his sister who spoke one of his tongues. A little chuckle left his lungs while he responded, “fließend wie an dem Tag, an dem ich sprechen konnte“ he felt a little more relaxed now that Bronn had offered a peace branch.

Dravite turned to face Bronn more now seizing him up a bit, tilting his head a bit to the side to inspect his opponent carefully. Narrowing his eyes while he assumed a battle position with shoulders rolling forwards and his chin tucking across his throat. Tail lashing against his back legs while he bent all four legs evenly to spread his weight around. stimmte zu, aber keine niedrigen Schläge“ he warned with a little laugh. No need to that hard right?

Dravite then charged forwards suddenly to meet Bronn head on while he swung his hips to the left a bit to rotate his body slightly to face Bronn's right shoulder. His right paw darted out attempting to slap Bronn across the face claws sheathed this time, while he snaked his jaws forward to attempt to grab a mouthful of the other's mane.




Dravite vs Bronn
for
Practise
1 / 3

HITS:

Rolling 5d20: 18 + 8 + 16 + 2 + 11

DODGES:

Rolling 3d20: 15 + 3 + 12

LUCK:

Rolling 5d20: 6 + 3 + 13 + 12 + 11

@Bronn

'fließend wie an dem Tag, an dem ich sprechen konnte.' He speaks and Bronn lets out a hearty chuckle, well it was certainly nice to hear someone else that spoke the tongue he had become so familiar with. Bronn's time in the militia had taken up the majority of his younger years and with it came the speaking of German. It was how they communicated with one another in order to keep an edge over their opponents; after all how could they know what they were planning in battle when they couldn't understand them? 'stimmte zu, aber keine niedrigen Schläge.' He speaks again and Bronn offers him a curt nod, he had no intentions of harming Dravite, if anything this would be a fine way of both of them exerting some built-up tension.

Bronn waits with complete patience for Dravite to approach him and as he does get closer the albino shifts so that his head is slightly lowered in order to allow his thick mane to do the work of protecting his jugular. As Dravite charges forwards his body is angled towards Bronn's right shoulder and soon enough a large paw is successfully swatting at the left side of his face, making solid contact with his cheekbone. A considerable bruise would billow beneath the surface of his skin but Bronn holds steadfast even as Dravite manages to grab a mouthful of his thick mane. Without hesitation Bronn lurches forwards, using his powerful hind legs to attempt to ram his chest directly into Dravite's, meanwhile his ears remained laced to his skull and teeth bare, hoping to grasp the paw that was nearest to his face so he could grab hold, however if not he would readjust and move on with the spar.

Bronn vs. @Dravite
For dominance
Round 1/3

Hits:

Rolling 5d20: 7 + 13 + 17 + 3 + 5

Dodges:

Rolling 3d20: 18 + 12 + 8

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DRAVITE VS. BRONN FOR DOMINANCE
— DEFAULT —

due to Dravite not posting in time, this fight has defaulted.

BRONN HAS WON THE CHALLENGE FOR DOMINANCE!

Please allow the challengers to respond to the fight results first.

Just as quickly as their jovial spar was beginning it was coming to a reluctant end and it couldn't help but feel a bit lackluster to Bronn. This was nothing in comparison to the many fights he had had in his time but it was enough to cause a slight burn of energy which he supposed would have to do for now. He was thankful though for having run into Dravite, after all he had discovered another individual fluent in the same tongue as he and a decent individual that seemed to enjoy the same things as he. "Well friend that was fun but I will be parting ways now." Bronn explained to Dravite, after all there was still much work to be done on his part and many territories to explore and discover. "Until next time, don't go getting scared by anymore birds." He tossed over his shoulder jokingly before the albino began to make his way back the way he had came. Perhaps their paths would cross again soon and if they did Bronn would look forward to it.

exit.

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