A target that could swing and retaliate - well, sort of - seemed an excellent notion, especially for the beginners among them. Oliver, he thought, and Quanil too for that matter might have a good opponent in the swinging straw man that twisted idly in the breeze.
If he was picking up a new weapon, it would suit the bard as well.
But today he was looking to hone skills of a different sort, on a scale that the dummy likely wouldn't appreciate. He smiled as Deimos turned the question to him, arching a silver brow. "Looking for a mobile target," he admitted, a flicker of humor in blue eyes. "I had some notions of practicing combat magic, and came looking for an instructor in the art. Are you free for a bit today?" Because while many were proficient, none were quite so famous as the Sword in that regard.
If he was picking up a new weapon, it would suit the bard as well.
But today he was looking to hone skills of a different sort, on a scale that the dummy likely wouldn't appreciate. He smiled as Deimos turned the question to him, arching a silver brow. "Looking for a mobile target," he admitted, a flicker of humor in blue eyes. "I had some notions of practicing combat magic, and came looking for an instructor in the art. Are you free for a bit today?" Because while many were proficient, none were quite so famous as the Sword in that regard.
