Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25293368-20140817125206/@comment-16669347-20140824155104

Etaret panted,trying to regain his breath,"You're-good!",he shouted.He was standing with the tip of his sword just barely above ground, his shield arm tired and drooping.He was more tired than he'd been in years.

He's good,very good.Thought Etaret a small amused smirk on his face.However tired he was he dared not let his eyes close,instead staring at his opponent,a man of average height and a thick muscular build with blond hair and dark blue eyes.''I will not let him get the next hit. He thought.Still,it's good to know the legends of the companions aren't exaggerated,i've fought almost all my life and still we're almost evenly matched.Almost.''

Roran charged wielding a steel battle-axe,"It's been a good fight but-i-will win!",Roran yelled.

Too fast for his own good.Thought Etaret as he allowed part of the blow to hit the edge his shield before he spunout of the way,causing Roran to lose his footing.As soon as Roran hit the ground Etaret put his blade to his throat,"Dead.",he said.