practice makes perfect!

Bramble put out the wooden sword and walked out with him.  What was the condition, Thorn looked up at the ceiling as if he hadn’t fully considered what condition he was going to state.  “Well, there’s somewhere specifically I’d like to fight.  You gotta come with me to the beach right behind the castle, not past our boundary lines.  We fight on the sand, I think it’ll be really nice out there.

It wasn’t really much of a condition but it sounded fun.  “Um, after the fight we go to the grove to get supplies.  You gotta help me gather the supplies and there’s a lot out there to use.  We make you a sword and then we fight again, with our weapons.”  Maybe he’d be wrong and the beach sand wouldn’t be fun to fight on, but he liked the way the sand felt and if it made things harder then even better.  It was good practice on all terrains.  “So, what do you think?  It’ll be fun!”

"Thorn Carpathius"