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@harinezumikouken ahnkay, thanks
hoy is everyone going to a public bath or does everyone have a private one? Having a hard time telling who's where
The was one thing on Ian's mind during the ride back, alright maybe more the one thing but this was the important one, and that was his injury and how he'd continue fighting until it healed. Now there was likely some kind of mage that could accelerate the healing process but, even if there was, he actually would prefer otherwise. This injury seemed like a good enough excuse for a bit of a change. There was this old peculiar sword cast off and forgotten in the back of Candaeln's armory and Ian has been looking for a reason to play with it for at least three months now.

He was fighting to keep his tail from wagging when they reached the Iron Rose Headquarters and, after being helped off his horse by the stable hand, quickly slipped away from everyone. He tried to avoid too much notice, more for the same reason that he keeps his ears and tail covered most of the time than anything, as he made his way to the armory for the blade. Citing the need for a substitute weapon given his condition he left his shields in the care of the quartermaster and grabbed the blade, receiving an odd look for his choice on the way out.

The blade itself wasn't too remarkable, the same kind of blade one would see on a greatsword, if a bit thicker, but the hilt was only half the normal length and on the end was a handle perpendicular to the blade, much like a katar. There was also an asymmetrical guard only coming out of one side a few inches the running straight up parallel to the blade and seemed like it was meant to hook an opponents weapon. With the blade finally in hand Ian made for the practice field, going for a secluded area to try out his new sword.

Taking the handle he leaned the sword over his shoulder and took a low stance. He lunged out and used his momentum to aid his strike. The unique handle design gave him quite some range with the weapon but his recovery from his swing was a bit awkward, he'd have to work on that. He tried the guard next, finding a training dummy that was set to be holding a wooden sword he thrust the weapon out and spun it, easily catching the dummy's weapon and wrenching it out of it's grip sending it flying to the side.

He grinned and rested the tip of his sword on the ground and his arm on the handle. He'd have a lot of fun with this thing, though before he could admire it further his attention was turned to a slowly growing ache in his left arm, maybe he should get it checked after all. Sheathing the sword on his back he set off to the infirmary to do just that.
I hope it's alright that I got Ian a new weapon. I didn't think to ask before I started writing and just figured it would be fine since it didn't have any special properties other than being strangely designed.

but uh, provided I'm not told that I'm dumb and have to go redo the everything...um, hurray?...I did a thing?
hmm, I'll be trying to post tomorrow...Maybe

...I'm easily distracted...but I'll try!
Ian began to chuckle at the display Marianne had made upon waking, at least until his attention turned to the doctor asking about his injuries. "Aye, just need my arm set properly" He undid the makeshift sling and held him arm out limply, ignoring Teller's tone. Once the bone was set and the arm in a proper sling for now he nodded at the doctor and left him to tend to the rest of the injured, setting off to recover his lost shields.

Spotting one he made his way over to it and bent down to pick it up, nearly flinging it in the air when he lifted it with more force than was necessary, it being lighter than it should have been. He took a surprised second look at the shield and found that it wasn't his, in fact he thought he saw one of the other knights, Tyaethe if he wasn't mistaken, wielding it. She was over in the battle with Jeremiah, so he carried the shield with him toward the fallen tree, slipping it up on top and climbing up after it, winding up next to the captain. "Fanilly" he gave her a quick nod before reaching to pick the shield back up and unintentionally dropping it down the other side, sending it clattering to the ground. His ears stood straight up as he looked down after it. "uh...Knight Tyaethe" he looked toward the knight and gestured at the shield "this was your shield right?" He was on his hand and knees on top of the tree, his tail wagging in the air behind him and one of his ears turning at the sound of Fanilly calling for reports and sir Tiral giving his.

@Raineh Daze
*twiddles thumbs* still waiting for ya to review my second character...

Unless I somehow missed his approval...

@Famotill
@Raineh Daze ahn, okay. thas a bit helpful
@Raineh Daze I didn't even realize she lost her shield. when did that happen?

@harinezumikoukenby "idunnowhattado" I meant "icantfindenoughttodoforapostlongerthanthreelinesrightnow""
well...

...idunnowhattado
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