"Other than this one is a fool, and a damned one at that, no ma'am. However, since all we did was talk and nothing was promised, I propose a type of duel from back home. It was used several times in stories, but I am not aware of anyone actually using it for real, simply because we don't have healing magic. It is called 'The Knife's Edge Duel.'"<br/><br/>He pulled the two cold iron daggers out, and gave the Fae male a slight smirk, before explaining. "No magic, no weapons, no armor, only fists. The knives are placed in the ground, a comfortable distance apart, so the two participants could easily reach each other. One foot is placed on the edge of the blade, heel to the crossguard of the hilt, so as you weakened, everyone knew it. You lost when your foot came off the edge. Back home, this usually meant the loser was stunned, allowing the winner to step forward, grab the knife their foot had been against, and then drive it into their opponent's neck, ending the fight most satisfactorily and with a very clear victor. However, since this is a 'mere' honor duel, I would propose we not bother to include the last part."<br/><br/>He turned to the Fae, and removed his armor, placing it on the ground, and then leaning his sword against it, clearly anticipating that his opponent would accept, before goading him one last time. "Unless you think such an endeavor is asking too much from you, then I guess we could use the more traditional swords, or something equally tame."