Monica
*Celeana began to run at the instructor with her dagger pointed directly at his chest. Every intention was to charge directly at him. However she stopped half way between where she started and spun around, throwing the dagger at him instead of getting close* 
```HP: 23/ 23
Mana: 0/ 0
Focus: 4/4

Movement: 3
Attack 1: | 23 | 3| Dagger
Attack 2: | 7 | 6 | Sword ```
Dean
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GM Resolution Phase 
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*Sirdan was expecting an attack, and readied his sword to parry. Instead, unexpectedly the elf stopped and threw the dagger at him. It landed with a neat ding on top of his throat, deflecting to the side.* 

"Ow." He murmured. 

*Sirdan attempted to ward her attack with the sword off, and it seems it was enough to make her give up an attempt to attack her with the sword.*

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Reaction Phase - Nothing Happen. 
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With Sirdan not having made any counterattack and missed, there was technically no room for her to counterattack or dodge any attack. And so nothing happens. 

"Good, you've got potential. Now, I'll attack you, try to defend yourself. You may strike first. With that sword and dagger, how about you try to strike me in the vital with a good kick, or bash my head in and stun me? Actually. Give me a moment"

He walked over to fetch a helmet and secured it to his head. 

"Safety first."
Monica
*Celeana nodded at the instructor. She couldn't see any vital that she could throw another dagger at so it left her with no choice but to move in. Taking a deep breath in before dashing the remaining distance. She hoped that the daggers weren't sharp enough to deal real damage but she saw the opening near his armpit. Once she got near enough she swiped the dulled edge against the soft spot in his armor. She decided to do both of his recommendations, throwing a swift elbow towards his forehead* 
``` HP: 23 / 23
Mana: 0/ 0
Focus: 2/4

Movement:3
Attack 1: | 10 | 8 | 
Attack 2: | 9 | 7 | ```
Dean
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GM Phase
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*Sirdan dropped his shield, leaving his one hand holding the training sword. Then he let out a roar, compromising his stance as he focused all of his effort on just striking Celeana - a deliberate move for his armor is quite a formidable obstacle.

But this is a practice fight.

He made two reckless, quick strike in a row. His stance was already offensive, and his reckless posture made his attack even deadlier and harder to parry - good thing it wasn't a real fight*

```
HP: 68 / 68

Defense: 4 (+7) 
Movement: N/A

Attack 1: Falchion atk 1 | 38 | 11 (13) | Reckless Attack
Attack 2: Falchion atk 2 | 34 | 6 (13) | Reckless Attack
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Monica
*She had a grin on her face as she felt her elbow slam into his helmet. She wanted to see him stagger backwards with her own two eyes. Turning to look she saw the point of his Falchions coming straight for her. Her legs moved out of reflex as she leaped to the side, away from the 'hopefully' dulled edge.*
Dean
Sadly for her, both of the attack wouldn't be fully dodged, and she would take a graze from the first one, and the second strike hit her with full force. Thanksfully, the weapon were specifically blunted and designed for training, so there was nothing more than quite a bit of pain. Sirdan's thanksfully, trained in controlling the power of his strike. 

Though Celeana may doubt that. 

Sirdan returned to a neutral position, and went to fetch weapons. 

"You're good with your dagger, but you should use weapons that compliment your strength and your tactics. Give me a moment." 

He fetched a shotel and a light flail. The shotel looked like a normal scimitar, except it was even more curved than usual, designed to bypass a shield. It looked nimble and good for parrying weapons. The light flail was... Just a light, flexible shield-bypassing weapon. 

"You any good with flexible weapon and this thing?"
Monica
*Celeana really wondered if the instructor was trying to reclaim the food he bought for her. The wind was forced from her and she lowered onto a knee. Was he trying to kill her for something? She planted the edge of her sword into the ground as she wobbled back to her feet.*

*Looking up at Sirdan as he brought over a different weapon for her to try. She reached forward for the flail, grasping it loosely in her right hand.* 

"Do you have a problem with me or something?" *Commenting on the bruise she certainly would have later.* "I've never used this before, so probably not."
Albert
*Sirdan was most certainly trying to hold back, but sadly due to various reason, there was only so much he could do for safety - he just is that strong.* 

"Hmm... In that case, you know about Kusareegama right? I have no idea what it is, do you happens to have one?" 

"I don't have a problem with you. I've controlled the strike as much as I can, but it will still hurt." *He pointed at the shotel*"How about this?"
Monica
"They're sharp you know." *She said as she walked over and grabbed a pair of hand scythes with sturdy chains attached to them . She wrapped the ends of the chains around her wrists while her hands grasped onto the handles.*

*Lowering herself slightly, bending at the knees as she watched his movements. Thankfully with these shouldn't have to get nearly as close to land attacks. She didn't intend to give back the Risotto or the tea.* 

*This stance would be perfect for leaping backwards if someone approached, throwing the scythe for them to run into if he chose to brute force his way through.*
Albert
*Sirdan looked at the kusarigama. He's tested the strength of Celeana here, but there was truth in her saying - those weapons were indeed, lethal and sharp. As tough as he is, it is a violation of policy to use actual sharpened weapons in training.* 

"....Hmmm... It would be a policy violation to let people use sharpened weapon, even if I am sure I can take on these. I can ask around for a normal replica." 

"...I shall fetch you it. Are you hungry? You can have some snacks, it's gonna take some finessing for me to grab a replica for a weapon as rare as this. Or I'll just go beg a mage. That'll take me a while."
Monica
*She wasn't entirely sure if he was trying to trick her into lowering her guard or not. Eventually she released the scythes and allowed them to dangle at her side. Why would he ask if she had her weapons if she couldn't even use them. She returned the sharpened weapons to the ground next to a small sack that she brought with as well, as payment if needed.*

"I don't think I should eat during training, sounds like a good way to throw up." 

*She turned around and waited near the inside of the facility, no intent on going out in the cold longer than she needed to.*
Albert
*Sirdan returned ten minutes later with a mage in tow, in a heavy fur jacket and trapper's hat. He conjured a kusarigama that was made to resemble Celeana's, but is less lethal and blunt.* 

*He handed over the weapon to Celeana* 

"Alright. With that weapon of yours, it should be pretty good at bypassing my shield and crippling me." 

He took up his shield. 

"Comon, take a swing at me, try to cripple me and bypass my shield." 

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Defensive Roll: Set to 10 for Training Purpose
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