<div class="floatleft">(http://i1138.photobucket.com/albums/n534/MaidensElf/imagesqtbnANd9GcQudzJO5T6ImN1u1on0L65BHXWhEjSoEgiQfxVDw55xKvK3h30bew.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ianto Dresden (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132468.msg5890599#msg5890599)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jikundi Truun camp southern most training field<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1 – Mid morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eneno Dene, Cristop Amelton, & the other four scholars<br/><hr/><br/>As the practice sword is sent sailing away Ianto looks at Feralin as he lowers his blade and is about to say something when the sound of thunder rumbles through camp. He looks up to the sky through very light rain. When he sees the pale gray clouds and virtually no wind his eyes automatically turn to the towards the masters and knights cabins sure enough there stands Cristop on the small hill behind his cabin. The infused master is highlighted by a flash of lightning. Something about the man’s stance and the way his thunder is directed causes Ianto to look to the north to the other practice field. There he sees standing alone the last of the five scholars of the camp Eneno. Of course one studying the path of the Alunka would not have taken part in such an attack as her fellow scholars just tried. The implication of what master Cristop wants becomes clear and from her actions it is obvious that she got the message as well. From the distance between them he can see the challenging look in her eyes but that is not necessary as she removes her coat and taps the flat rock and vocally invites him to come and hit her.<br/><br/>The Sokundi knight bows to the four scholars with him on the southern training field. He then turns to face Cristop whom he bows very deeply to making sure that the gesture can be seen from his distance. Finally he turns to face Eneno and bows to her more deeply than he had to the other scholars but not nearly as Cristop. Coming up from the bow he starts to walk directly the yellow clad young woman his practice sword down at his side. As he draws closer to her a small smile appears on his face. ”So, Eneno, you think you can finally prevent me from hitting you? Well we shall see.” Once he has cut the distance between them in half he starts to jog still with his weapon just being carried casually at his side. Despite the uneasy feeling solidly lodged it pit of stomach still there is a grin on his face. At ten yards from her he increases his speed to a run.<br/><br/>Just Ianto gets just two yards from Eneno he leaps into the diving over her head just out reach of her sword should she reach up to strike at him with it. He hits the ground behind her rolling on his shoulder a pivoting. He sweeps his legs back towards her legs aiming to sweep her legs from underneath her. Whether he hits his target or not he continues movement on past her starting location using his momentum to bounce back to his feet facing her in combat stance. His left hand is up while his right is down with his weapon now held in an under hand grip with the blade pointing down and ruling back along his leg. His knee are bent with his weight evenly distributed over both legs making him perfectly balanced.