Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150724044628/@comment-33209858-20150731121658

Brawny dropped the sword's sheath back into his bag, before stepping over towards Sam. He spoke as he did so, "Nah, I think this should be good. I've jousted in places smaller than this!" He assured his roommate with a jovial chuckle. Okay, maybe he was exaggerating a little about the jousting thing, but he was pretty certain this would be enough space.

Unless he ended up breaking something accidentally like he had before at his home castle. Yeesh, he could still hear his mother's furious tone scolding him for breaking a one-of-a-kind vase. Huh. Maybe they should find a more suitable atmosphere for the duel.

However, before Brawny could suggest it, he spotted Sam already backing into place, and Brawny instictively mimicked him by falling back into his usual stance. Oh, what was the worst that could happen from a little sword fight, right?