(Carver Pentaghast (Main), Courtyard of the Castle of the Tyrannus)

With a mighty battle cry, Carver brought down his great sword upon his foe. A mighty clang rang throughout the courtyard as the sword sliced through the flesh of his victim and found it's way towards the floor. With ragged breaths, Carver slowly reclaimed his sword from the floor. This battle was hard fought from both parties, but Carver arose the victor from this one.

[color=0054a6]"Lord Tyrannus, did you really need to fight a bear? Was I beginning to bore you?"[/color]

Carver laughed as a servant ran up to him, handing him a rag to clean off his sword. [color=00aeef]"Come on now, Claudius. No need to be upset about it. A just needed a little mix up, that's all.[/color] He cleaned off the blood from his sword and smiled, remembering his days of glory fondly. [color=00aeef]"Besides, I wanted to break out my broadsword again. It's been so terribly long..."[/color]

The gruff voice revealed himself. It was a dragon born clad in high ranking Praelium armor. He was a bit annoyed with the Tyrannus. He considered actions like these childish. Carver's argument was that he could do these things in his free time, and that while Claudius would prefer Carver relaxed, relaxing was never Carver's thing. [color=00aeef][i]"I'll sleep when I'm dead!"[/i][/color] was his favorite line.

[color=0054a6]"Well sir, if you're finshing enacting your revenge for the lumberjacks, the House of Decus requires you in two hours."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"Right then,"[/color] Carver replied, sheathing his sword. [color=00aeef]"Ready the coach and I'll be unbloodied within the hour."[/color]

(The bear had killed several woodsman. Instead of merely hunting and killing it, Carver wanted to see if he still could hold his own in an actual battle and requested for it to be brought to him, so he could kill it himself. Were he to find any real trouble, Claudius was standing by to assist.)