"Ha!"
Wrock watched two people spar. One used a rapier while the other used a long dagger.
Kayne answered an unspoken question, "My eldest son, and my daughter."
"An interesting choice of weapon, the rapier is not commonly used as a weapon."
"He had taken a fancy to it."
"Hmm."
Wrock walked over to them. The two slowed their spar and watched him approach. The one with the rapier spoke, "Who are you?"
"It matters not, care for a spar?"
"Hmph, as if I would. Who do you think you are?"
Kayne was about to reprimand his son, but Wrock spoke first, "A shame, I figured I would provide some insight with your fighting."
"Ha, like you would know anything."
"You would be surprised."
He spun his rapier, "Fine then, I change my mind. I, Eral the Eldest Son of the Royal Family, accept your challenge."
The one holding the dagger backed away, interested on what was going to happen.
Wrock held his hands up, "You may start whenever."
