Wheels Keep Turning - Open

[Wayfarer]

Alianna was now more alert now that she'd lost a round as well, and quick, yet Anton was able to keep up with her and take her attacks. Sliding his stave from side to side, he caught her attacks even as he whirled about her, trying to find an exposed hole in her defence or weakness even as she moved constantly to deny him any opportunity. Footwork was just as important as stavework, and both had plenty as they clashed.

 

Sliding underneath a swing of hers, he responded with a low swing of his own at her legs yet she stepped just out of reach, forcing him to hop back as she unleashed an uppercut with her stave. Diving in again, he spun to the side even as she went to parry the blow that didn't come. Sweeping low with his stave, drawing the power from his spin, he proved to have little luck as Alianna had grounded the butt of her stave just infront of her legs in time.

 

Barely catching her own countersweep to the otherside, Anton walked back into her back, shoving her forward and away from him. Turning about, he knocked her high blow to one side and ducked as she used the force of his parry to slash with the other end of the stave. Sliding his stave between her legs even as the stave passed over his head, he stepped to one side and pulled.

 

Levelling his stave over her chest before she could get her guard up, Anton held it for but a moment to indicate victory before helping her up again with an easy smile on his face. "You fight well, but you seem afraid to get in close. Its dangerous if the other person is stronger than you, I know, but at the same time it can be off putting. People prefer to strike from a distance, but if you get in close, invade their space, you can force mistakes from them, limit their movements. Give it a go."

 

Twirling his stave about, Anton settled in a simple cross guard, the stave balanced diagonally infront of him to receive any attacks. He'd use his strength to try and put her off balance as she got close, but it was something to get used to rather than something to fear as she'd find. Stronger didn't always mean better, especially with a stave.

 

"Remember, keep in close to me, even if I try to move away."

 

 

Anton Averdal

Traveller

 

OOC: Sooner or later force a mistake or just be quicker than him. He isn't going to really attack too much, more an opportunity for her to practice getting in close and staying close.

[Guest Estel]

Nodding and panting, they resumed the fight.

 

Spin. Swing. Thrust. Spin. Parry. Spin. Get in close. Retreat. Parry. Overhand. Spin. Swing.

 

The sound of wood hitting wood, feet scuffling and heavy breathing filled the clearing. Anton had backed off from his attacks and now defended against Alianna.

 

Still nervous, she did her best to not hesitate to get in close. She was nervous over getting in so close to her opponents- usually men who were much larger and stronger than she- and her attacks were hesitant. Finally, after a while she became more confident, soon attacking as profusely in fighting close quarters with Anton as she did when fighting at a goodly distance.

 

At last, she had him on the ground. She had moved in close and had used the ploy of swinging for his face to distract him before abruptly turning the direction of her stave and knocking his left leg from under him. Smiling, she helped him up.