"It ist not nearly as honeyed as I wouldst like; after all, I art the son of Hogun the Grim." he chuckles. "Were it so, I wouldst convince thee to relax and not spar. In this instance, I shalt settle for coaxing a smile from you, Svalin.
I remember that it wast easier when we wert younger." Sigurdur says.
"I wilt spar with thee on one condition; if, for any reason, thou grows tired or feels /any/ pain, tell me immediately and we /stop/, then and there.
Dost we hath an accord?" Sigurdur asks.
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