Dragonlinks
“Two men were practising Siluvian kick-fist with lead weights attached to their hands and feet, while another, metal claws strapped to his hands and feet, was climbing straight up a stone wall with a bag of sand strapped to his back.
At the centre of the yard were two blindfolded men who were fighting each other with pikestaffs. They listened for the sound of breathing, the rustle of robes, the swish of the other’s pikestaffs, and even the crunch of feet on gravel. More often than not their resp...onses were deadly accurate. In the pitch dark of some noble’s bed-chamber they would be able to stab accurately by no more than the sound of a snore.
The man who had been climbing the wall now leaped for a rope that hung from an overframe and climbed all the way to the crossbeam above using his arms alone. He descended to the yard, then removed the weight from his back and did the whole thing again. This time he did the vertical course in a third of the time.
The Preceptor was impressed.
The catch on a door in a nearby tower rattled and Fa’red came through.MoreLess
At the centre of the yard were two blindfolded men who were fighting each other with pikestaffs. They listened for the sound of breathing, the rustle of robes, the swish of the other’s pikestaffs, and even the crunch of feet on gravel. More often than not their resp...onses were deadly accurate. In the pitch dark of some noble’s bed-chamber they would be able to stab accurately by no more than the sound of a snore.
The man who had been climbing the wall now leaped for a rope that hung from an overframe and climbed all the way to the crossbeam above using his arms alone. He descended to the yard, then removed the weight from his back and did the whole thing again. This time he did the vertical course in a third of the time.
The Preceptor was impressed.
The catch on a door in a nearby tower rattled and Fa’red came through.MoreLess
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