[SRP] Manhunt

[Swift_Assassin]

Shad noticed the distaste for that style of fighting in Paige's expression. Made sense, for a person taught in the classical way of fencing and dueling that such tactics were a cowards weapon. But try to explain that to the berserkers of the Western Isles or the brigands plaguing trade routes. "Never said it was honorable," He commented.

He checked the wall by the sconce and noticed it had a way to put it out handy. He grabbed the coned stick and placed it over the torch to put it out. As he waited for it to die out, he replied to Paige's question, "The wind magic that the blade employs isn't particularly powerful. It worked wonders on the smoke and flames at the school, and was useful in deflecting that last meteor spell, but against a foe with stable footing and balance, it's not as effective. It may be able to launch me through a doorway mid-jump, but it would probably not even faze a knight in full-plate mail."

The other topic of discussion was about Fred's planned spiritual successor of the Black Fang. Paige brought up the logical fallacies of just killing a noble. Shad sheathed his sword and sat down a little further away from the door than the others. He pulled out the lock and set it down next to him and decided to practice picking the lock before he returns the lock to the outside of the door.

Paige was giving suggestions for what Fred could name his group, giving suggestions that were very based in Lycia. "Calling it the Vanguard of the Alliance makes it sound like its a band of revolutionaries trying to restore the old government," He said as he fished for the sweetspot with the lock.