Stick 'em with the pointy end

Unsurprisingly, Briar chose the sparring option, wanting to put her lessons thus far into practice. Artorias nodded and fixed Briar with a determined grin. He would have chosen the same thing. "All right, my Queen, let's see what you've learned! First one to land three blows with their dagger on the other is the winner." With the simple objective of their fight explained, Artorias assumed his fighting stance opposite his mate with a few paces of space between them. Flexing his toes in the soft sand and wiggling his body to limber up his muscles, Artorias fixed Briar with a determined stare, eyes narrowed in focus as he got set to engage. He'd lost his last three spars against Briar; he did not intend to give her a fourth win easily. "Ladies first," he said with a wink, offering Briar the honor of the opening move. He wanted to see just what she was capable of with her new knowledge and weapon.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian"