*Arcadeus walks out into the field, dragging a log. He props it up against a couple trees until it is half-stuck in between them, and takes out his silver shark-bone club. He begins striking at the log with various motions and slashes, changing his stance, and adjusting the log ever so often*
-Wizwik notices Arcadeus and his practice and walks over to him, keeping distance from his sword swings- "Hey there Arcadeus, want a sparing partner?"
*He pauses mid-swing, letting the club tap against the log with a slight 'thud'. He turns to face Wizwik with a slight grin*
"I wouldn't want to harm you on accident. You are a Gnome after all. A little short for sparring don't you think?"
-Wizwik stands ready with his spear- "Do you always underestimate every opponent you face Arcadeus?...Your concern is kind though, if my armor gets to beat up, we'll call it quits....your armor though will be fine...its your body that you would need repairing."
*He grins*
"Underestimate? Never"
*He holds out the bone club towards him*
"Do not presume to know me, Wizwik. You wish to spar? Let us practice then. On your mark"
*He speaks dryly, bending his knees and his back, assuming an altogether strange stance*
"Arcadeus, do not go easy on the little one, the Orcs will not." *Luna says sadly, as she walks over, watching.* "I have some faith the little knows how to use his spear."
Primrose is eating an apple from under the tavern's pavilion. She watches curiously for a moment, then shouts out to Wizwik.
"DON'T WORRY WIZWIK I WILL PATCH YOU UP WHEN YOU LOSE."
-he looks to both Luna and Primrose, but then puts his attention back on Arcadeus-
"I barely know ye Arcadeus, but they say a spar can tell much about one another" -Wizwik takes his normal stance of the spear tip pointing down and the end above his left shoulder, he gives a sharp nod to show he is ready and goes for a fast jab at his right knee-
*He literally jumps straight up, dodging the spear strike, and pressing the flat of the tip into the ground with his right boot*
"Very quick. This is good"
*He lifts up his boot to let Wizwik pull back his spear*
-Wizwik pulls back, cleans the blade off of any dirt and takes his stance again, this time going for his left shoulder-