Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140303034144/@comment-7489529-20140307184002

Bergen feinted back, and hopped lightly, alternating feet.

"No idea what you are talking about! I'm not used to brute force, can't use my brain here."

The two continued to spar for an extended period of time. Eventually, Bergen looked up. The sun had risen high, and it was afternoon. Grinning, he blocked a punch from Talen, and deflected it so Talen would end up in a sitting position. He then sat down himself, and reached over to his backpack, which lay by a tree at the edge of the clearing.

"Lunchtime!"

Bergen pulled out a large sandwich, a raw turnip, and a slice of cake. Be began munching on the turnip, humming happily to himself.