Travis
_Instead of sitting back down on the stump, Almann decided to go further in the woods and find a nice tree to get some sleep under. As he made his way towards his desired location, he would pick up movements in a clearing. It was a herd of deer. He could rely on them to warn him of any predators as they lay down in the tall grasses before dawn as they often did. He could pick them up quite easily with his sight and ears, so he could tell when they were spooked. He decided to lay down in the small grassy clearing among the taller weeds and doze off._

_Before he knew it, it was the morning. The sounds of the nocturnal fauna were replaced by diurnal ones. It was a peaceful night, except for the couple of times he had to shake some of the larger snakes and rodents off of him. He was accustomed to sleeping in most places. This was because he could've been in battle at anytime along the border of the Irtutian League. Ambushes and last minute call to arms by the company he was in wasn't uncommon. The border clashes there were sporadic and bloody, often lasting weeks on end and requiring soldiers to sleep wherever they could before the next battle._

_He stood up and accessed his surroundings. It must've been mid-morning (10 am by his estimations), and he decided he would go ahead and practice some swordplay._

_He unsheathes Anhet from his side. This blade had given him much strife, but it had been extremely reliable. It's several forms proved useful in many situations during his campaigns. He knew they would in the future as well._

_He practiced simple forward strikes, go towards more complex movements and counters, and then shapeshifting the weapon between it's three forms with complex movements he'd used before. The mace was good in close quarters and against armored targets. The spear was good against cavalry and larger opponents. Practicing each form was essential to keep himself in shape._
Linda
*Justinian trotted through the forest, hoping to find... Something, a purpose, a meaning. He kept going.

After another twenty minutes, he saw a clearing, and he slowed his pace, in case bandits lie hidden there. Not that it would help, with his arrows jostling in his quiver, the chaimmail on his torso crashing, his hooves clacking, and the Caparisun making swoosh noises with his movement. He was not a stealthy creature.

He entered in to the clearing, letting the sun soak in to his face, before noticing a two legger practicing with a mace*
Travis
_Almann picked up the centaur long before the centaur saw him. He'd heard this one's kind before. They were ferocious warriors and dangerous at best. Their pride and reputation were unmatched in mercenary circles, even though they were few and far between in that field of work. He chose to let the centaur make the first move and he shifts the mace form of Anhet back to the spear form... Just in case._

_He knew if he had wandered into centaur territory (which happens sometimes even in the Salvanian Empire) he would be pressed to act quickly in response to hostility. They are fast, and quick to anger. Either way, he continued to practice the spear form of Anhet, making sure to put effort into every overhead and underhead thrust._
Linda
"Hail there, Macen" *Bellowed the tall horseman* "You seem to swing your toothpick well" *He gestured to the spear.*

*The centaur moved up a little, getting a better look at the human. This human looks like they have also seen war.*

"Sadly you've trespassed in to centaur lands"
Travis
_Almann pauses. Did he want to give up this nice practicing spot? Not really. He wasn't in the mood for compromise after his morning routine was interrupted. He also didn't appreciate his spear being called a "Toothpick"._

"Oh, is that so? A shame then." _He moves back slightly to give himself a little bit more distance between him and the centaur._

"You see, I quite like this spot, and it did puzzle me why there was so many prey animals around here. They must be protected by your kind."

_He shrugs_

"I was planning on breaking my fast here, and I still do. I wasn't going to use this 'toothpick' though to catch them, though the weapon has proved itself useful against... Certain creatures before." 

_His allusions might not be picked up by the centaur, but his spear had been used against his kind before. It has also been used against their less intelligent cousins in war destriers and other breeds of horses. Anhet's spear form was hardy enough to withstand a charge, this he knew._
Linda
"A pitty"
*Taking his massive kite shield in one hand, and his lance in the other, the centaur charged at the insolent macen, putting a good portion of his strenght in to the charge. After he passed the macen, he kicked back with his hind legs, in case the two legger had dodged*
Travis
_Almann decides to act quickly, casting multiple spells at one time. His experience with simultaneously casting spells comes in handy once in a blue moon._

_He decides to go with his bronze lance. He launches a bronze lance at the legs of the centaur in an attempt to injure his legs. In the mean time he casts Veteran's Blow and Brawn of the Old Gods on himself. To prepare himself for a strike, he decides to roll to the right and dig his heels into the ground. Almann couches his spear, lifts his shield to protect his head from the lance, and launches himself forward and low, attempting to pierce the right underside of the centaur. His spear glows red, with it's imbued power due to it's Blessing of Strength._

```Almann casts the following spells:







Regular cast: Bronze Lance (15 mana) at the legs of the centaur in order to blunt the charge.

Total cost: 33 mana
Current Total mana: 77/110```
Sabrina
*The lance went right in to the centaurs [bottom] right shoulder, leading to a scream of pain. The centaur casts "Out of my way" On his axe, and swings it at the macens chest*
```spells cast
"Out of my way"
40/50 mana```
Travis
_It seems his hastily timed bronze lance missed the legs of the centaur. Almann grabs his weapon with his left hand as he takes the blow to the chest (which is mitigated by his lamellar chest plate) and is flown back by the spell, ripping the ranseur out of the side of the centaur because of the secure grip he is given by it's enchantments (Tethered). It's three pronged shape of the wound should weaken the creature faster through bleeding he figured. That's the best way to fight centaurs anyways, weaken them slowly, so they are slower beasts, and pounce on them when they falter._

```Mana used: 0
Mana regen: 4.5
Current/Total: 81.5/110 mana```
Linda
*Keeping his distance, he draws his bow, firing an arrow at the macen, he draws his shield again, and poises to use it and his axe to block any further strike attempts*

`mana used: 0
Mana regen: 2
Current total: 42/50 mana`
Travis
_Almann rolls to the right to avoid the arrow being shot at him from the centaur. He would wait until the arrow was aimed more clearly at a non-lethal part of his body to strike back at the bleeding beast. He could take a few arrows before being too burdened by the pain and wounds. On top of this, he had healing potions he could rely on and blood potions to make up for his own bleeding if his body didn't clot his wounds._

```Mana Used: 0
Mana Regen: 4.5
Current/Total: 86/110 mana```
Linda
*He continues his barrage, casting javelin, and throwing the javelin straight at the chest of the macen,*
```mana used: 15
Mana regen: 2
Current/total 29/50```
Travis
_Almann rolls to the left in an attempt to dodge the javelin thrown by the centaur. The projectile is slower, so it should be easier to dodge. He knew they couldn't sustain magic for very long, he would have to rely on his arrows soon, and when he does, he will have his guard down for Almann to take advantage of._

```Mana used: 0
Mana regen: 4.5
Current/total: 90.5/110 mana```
Linda
*The centaur was running low on magic, and blood, so he tried one last desperate charge at the human rolling on the ground. He casts flaming weapon on his lance, uses his shield to cover his lower half, and charges full force*
`mana used: 15
Mana Regen: 2
Current total: 16/50`
Sabrina
*Flaming strike not flaming weapon