It was no wonder the Duke was keen on getting his squire some practice: the guy had a definite issue acknowledging blows. That hit to his leg should have dropped him to one knee. Percival's jaw tightened. If there was one thing that got him angry (and there were precious few things in the world that could achieve that), it was lack of chivalry. And he knew Duke Ranulf would have taught the squire better than that.
The knight delivered another equally sharp blow to the exact same spot, again with no result. He hit just as hard as Duke Ranulf; it looked like he'd have to hit harder. Circling the squire, he blocked a few other attempts at a shot, then with lightning speed Percival dealt a clobbering blow to the squire's head that nearly knocked his helmet off.
That did the trick. The squire toppled like a tree, his bell well and truly rung. Quickly Percival removed his helmet and checked to make sure the squire wasn't unconscious, even as the marshall acknowledged him as the victor and the crowd started applauding. "I didn't mean to break him, Your Grace," he grinned wryly at Duke Ranulf.
"Nonsense!" the Duke grinned back. "He needed a little breaking."
With that reassurance, Percival made his way to where Titania and Nyx were seated. "What did you think?" he beamed.
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Date: 2013-08-30 08:50 pm (UTC)The knight delivered another equally sharp blow to the exact same spot, again with no result. He hit just as hard as Duke Ranulf; it looked like he'd have to hit harder. Circling the squire, he blocked a few other attempts at a shot, then with lightning speed Percival dealt a clobbering blow to the squire's head that nearly knocked his helmet off.
That did the trick. The squire toppled like a tree, his bell well and truly rung. Quickly Percival removed his helmet and checked to make sure the squire wasn't unconscious, even as the marshall acknowledged him as the victor and the crowd started applauding. "I didn't mean to break him, Your Grace," he grinned wryly at Duke Ranulf.
"Nonsense!" the Duke grinned back. "He needed a little breaking."
With that reassurance, Percival made his way to where Titania and Nyx were seated. "What did you think?" he beamed.