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Brandr Fandralsson ([info]dashingly) wrote,
@ 2012-09-15 18:31:00


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Sword Lessons
If there was one thing Brandr took more seriously than duty, it was the art of sword fighting. All those who'd argue against its standing as an art or who would claim that any other type of weapon was superior, would find themselves knocked to the ground with cold steel against them. 

If one was going to wield a sword, especially any offspring of the Warriors Three, then they were going to be doing it properly. Of that he'd personally make sure. Which is how he'd often ended up directing impromptu sword lessons for some of his younger 'cousins' on his off-duty days. Some only though. Volstagg's numerous children were enough to make this a full time profession.

He turns to Hjordis, "Ist his grip always so atrocious?" 


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[info]thesensibleone
2012-09-18 08:53 pm UTC (link)
"I hath been practicing with axes and spears," Hjordis replied as she feigned a strike and then came in from a different angle.

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