<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Kalain Baneron (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11561809#msg11561809)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Master of Arms, Pain in the Ass<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Theraeve Valaim<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 6th | 990 NE | Afternoon<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Training Grounds<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>After systematically emasculating three of his men, the simple fact that she did not rise to the challenge was perplexing. Granted not every red sister was a homicidal, emotional, man hating maniac but there was a good proportion of their numbers that it might as well be. Kal half wondered if just maybe there was a personality test required upon petitioning for acceptance into their halls or if they just naturally attracted each other. Still, there was something to be said about her general skill. While the men had not been giving their best there were a few of them that would not have been able to hold a candle to her even if they had tried. Best to leave that particular fact out as he noticed a flash of something close to anger in her eyes. Oh, this was going to be fun.<br/><br/>Kal gave an easy smile, following it with another loud bite of his apple. The Master of Arms was really going to have to send a commendation to the gardeners. If they could make every apple harvested from their trees this crunchy then the hell with their taste he would order an entire bushel. “Yeah, you are probably right” a few morsels of apple escaped from his mouth as he spoke, he was really playing this up and enjoying every last second of it. The warder could almost see her wince with every time he bit down but it could have been his imagination. “they are lucky that you did not choose the blade. They would have probably tripped and cut their own arms off.” The last bit he had said with a slightly raised voice making sure that they could hear him.<br/><br/>There were many that respected the man, and his disappointment carried far more of an impact than any amount of lapse or corporal punishment. However that did not excuse them and with a flick of his eyes they were sent running laps until he was tired of watching them go by. Turning his attention back to the sister he could only raise an eyebrow. Turnabout was fair play after all, he did start this little bout with a backhanded compliment, Light knows red sisters hated when someone called them pretty. “Hey now!” he started softly, “Lunch was clearly several hours ago this is more of a supper perhaps or maybe an alternative to afternoon tea. I did not realize that Aes Sedai were so…” he paused taking another bite before wiping the juices on his sleeve, “uncultured.”<br/><br/>Their shoulders touched as she moved by, usually he would have hardened his muscles forcing her to rebound off the lines of his muscles but this time he gave in. His leg however, remained in place. Left there to trip up the poor woman as the rest of his body turned. The free arm, devoid of annoying fruits came down elbow first to the back of her neck. It snapped out, reflexes that only lifetimes of battle could hone but instead of feeling the full brunt of the impact he slowed just as he touched it. Showing her full well that such a blow would have been fatal before pushing her down hard towards the sand. It was one thing to simply knock out your opponent but something else entirely to be good enough to point out just how bad they were with only a few bruises to remember it by.<br/><br/>“Yeah, I think you are right. It is so hard to find competent partners” He sighed wistfully turning the apple and taking a bite. He walked a few steps, pausing to brush at the sand. “Oh hey look a coin, my lucky day.”<br/><br/>