07-02-2014, 07:28 PM
The wind betrayed them. Joachim pulled Fafnir back, giving the other wyvern a wider berth. That had been a quick maneuver - more skilled than he'd expect from a common thug, but it stood to reason that someone in a band of wyvern thieves might have actual experience riding one.
He considered his weapons and chose his poleaxe over his spear. He held it close, not yet threatening with it, and swung Fafnir into a sudden sharp dive. He pulled up just before he would have gotten within weapon reach and stalled there, Fafnir's shadow completely covering the other wyvern for a wingbeat. Then he veered away as they lost momentum, raising his weapon only slightly as he passed.
The warning was clear enough. Less obvious to someone not trained to see it was the weapon signal: Friend or foe?
He considered his weapons and chose his poleaxe over his spear. He held it close, not yet threatening with it, and swung Fafnir into a sudden sharp dive. He pulled up just before he would have gotten within weapon reach and stalled there, Fafnir's shadow completely covering the other wyvern for a wingbeat. Then he veered away as they lost momentum, raising his weapon only slightly as he passed.
The warning was clear enough. Less obvious to someone not trained to see it was the weapon signal: Friend or foe?