Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-25363089-20161122183043

"Ooooh big bad Flint fought some common thug in a prison. Jee he must have been a push over if you could beat him.". Nickelae said to flint sounding unimpress but he was slightly impress by how far his little brother has come ever since the accident. Nickelae made hus way over to Flint spinning his stick around him as he moved towards flint before lunching at him. "En garde!".

Margrit sat down at a bench and watched the two boys fight. "Try and not kill each other!". She shouted to the two boys as she watched taking notice of Nickelae's spinning movement with his stick. ''Intresting set up very good way of keeping the enemy from knowing his next movement. An Flint keeping a defensive stance a very solid one at that keeping his weak hand out of danger. Nice playing by your strength good. ''Margrit thought to herself as she watched the match. She liked what she saw. Both boys were good but they could be better.

Her son's fighting style was all about confusing the enemy to get them to open up. Simlair to how she fought some what minus the spinning but she too was focused on creating openings and explotiting them. She would focus on that with her son. To get him to see patterens in his enemies movement and learn when to strike.