A Sith Lord, a Sith who's a lord.

[Tulkas]

Egil takes hold of the epee by the handle he raises into the air inspecting it. Egil swings the blade around taking a couple of practice swings, Trying to get used to the blade he has never used. Shrugging he looks to Carolus ignoring comments from [member="Laman Damodred"]

"Offensive or defensive master?"

 

[Darth Carolus]

"Surprise me."

​Carolus's tone would be that of aggravation, he would take a step backwards from [member="Egil"] and looks towards [member="Laman Damodred"] a moment before crossing his arms.

"Begin."

 

[Laman Damodred]

"Child I don't want to hurt you, just lay down the epee." And he began, it started with a step than another before splaying apart his leg's. He moved it across moving the epee with force to strike and push away [member="Egil"], and his sword. "Lay it down, c'mon I'm sure your master will be merciful, you don't want to get hurt do you." It was with that and the intent to block he'd deliver a punch towards [member="Egil"], It was manipulation and even it had a place in live combat.

| [member="Darth Carolus"] | [member="Egil"] |​

 

[Tulkas]

Egil Evades to the side of Laman's raised arm from the punch, Raising his sword With both hands for extra strength to his chest readying for the blow To protect himself. Noticing Loman's wide legs Egil Swiftly raises his leg to attempt to deliver a kick to lamon's gentlemen region.

[member="Laman Damodred"]

 

[Laman Damodred]

It was with the evasion and reposition of the field, the leg arced up and his the side of his knee forcing him to straighten the feature's tightening the rolls and line drawing square and angular shapes on his face, it was a grimace. "Now you've done it prince." His arm slid across his back in a point like a cup's handle, the epee leaving in blurring motions jabbing in the more traditional fencing style.

| [member="Egil"] |​

 

[Tulkas]

Egil Swipes his epee past his face to meet with Lemon's epee to try and deflect the blade by pushing to the Side. He then steps Back striking a defensive pose readying for Lemon's next attack. Egil Glances to Lamon's legs to observe his movement.

[member="Laman Damodred"]