Snowlynx
Snowlynx returns to the court yard with her light armour on, staff in hand. She had waited until her men had settled down from the commotion of all of the visitors and the courtyard cleared some and the courtyard was prepared for morning exercises.
Word traveled through the men, no doubt from Johnny bragging to them that Lady Snow was going to start his training, today. The guards would slap Johnny on the back congratulating him, while chuckling amongst themselves, knowing full well, how one's first training session can be quite an experience.
Snowlynx finds Johnny eagerly helping set up things.
She motions for him to come over and hands him one of her old chain mail vest, "Here you go, put this on. It is yours, now." Johnny smiles like a cat that just swallowed a canary, excitement filling his eyes.
Snow smiles and chuckles, as she watches him adjust the vest, listening to his mumbles about the weight of it. "That weighs only but 5 pounds, nothing in comparison to a full armor knights equipment, that can weigh 50 pounds. Get use to the weight, eventually it will feel a part of you, and you will feel something is missing without it. It could save your life one day."
A guard brings over her staff and hands it to her, "Now, why don't you show me some of the moves you know. We will go on from there."
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Thanks For Making Me a Fighter!
Word traveled through the men, no doubt from Johnny bragging to them that Lady Snow was going to start his training, today. The guards would slap Johnny on the back congratulating him, while chuckling amongst themselves, knowing full well, how one's first training session can be quite an experience.
Snowlynx finds Johnny eagerly helping set up things.
She motions for him to come over and hands him one of her old chain mail vest, "Here you go, put this on. It is yours, now." Johnny smiles like a cat that just swallowed a canary, excitement filling his eyes.
Snow smiles and chuckles, as she watches him adjust the vest, listening to his mumbles about the weight of it. "That weighs only but 5 pounds, nothing in comparison to a full armor knights equipment, that can weigh 50 pounds. Get use to the weight, eventually it will feel a part of you, and you will feel something is missing without it. It could save your life one day."
A guard brings over her staff and hands it to her, "Now, why don't you show me some of the moves you know. We will go on from there."
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Thanks For Making Me a Fighter!