watching pursuit of Jade and the marriage between Xie Zheng and Changyu may have been convenient for them. But it’s an absolute inconvenience for everyone else. They’re married and it’s going to be your problem.
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Rather ambiguous heading. Gaston Defferre (facing the camera), the socialist mayor of Marseille (and failed socialist candidate for President), won the duel (to the blood) against Renée Ribière, a Gaullist politician.
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A touch on Sword Fighting in fantasy
A while ago (2 odd years) I started doing HEMA (Historical Medieval Martial Arts), and while I’m not good at it, it has taught me some stuff that has made sword fighting scenes in books/moveis/t.v. shows way funnier/worse.
(Note: HEMA covers a wide range of weapons, years, locations, and there are many variations. I am no wide ranging expert, and in fact my knowledge is relatively constrained to the style I do. But certain principles are universal for a particular weapon style, and those are the ones I’ll relate.
Hence: This is about long swords/broad swords and similar [99% of the swords you see in fantasy and movies], applies far less to rapiers etc. and I cannot possible comment on it’s application to non-european sword fighting styles]
Addendum: ‘Fencing’ refers to any form of dueling with swords, including long swords. Not just the olympic styles.).
- Killing your opponent is easy like…. stupidly easy if you are both semi-compotent. Event if you are a novice with just a bit of training and your opponent is a near master. The problem is you will die as well. This is called a 'double kill’ and is super common when someone is learning to fence.
The difficult part is killing them in a way that they do not also kill you at the same time, which is what takes a while to learn.
In fact, masters often get hit by novices because the novice does something terrible stupid that no one would actually do. In a real fight, both would die, but the novice doesn’t know that yet. - Length of a fight: Is very dependent on the skills of those involved, obviously, but much shorter than one would expect either way.
Comptent person v.s. someone who just knows 'hit with sword to kill’? Not even a second: It is practically easier to kill someone when you block a strike than to not kill them.
Against someone who knows what they’re doing? Longer, but not terrible long. I can’t imagine an unarmored fight with sharp weapons lasting more than a minute. (someone’s gonna get their hands cut, and then their head) - “Getting inside their range” when fighting a bigger opponent with a similar weapon is just… fucking dumb. Like the whole 'small girl being taught to get close to the big enemy’ if the both have longswords just means the big enemy will now be able to grab her.
There is a whole art that is basically 'when you have a sword but your enemy is close enough to wrestle’ and it always favours the stronger and bigger fighter [well it primarly favours whoever acts first, but usually people react at the same time, then it favours the bigger person].
Whereas at a distance long sword favours speed over strength, and reach differences are minimal.
Now, if you have a dagger and your opponent has a longsword, by all means get inside their reach/range, but 99% chance you will probably die before you make it.
Now this is not exhaustive, as I am not an expert still a relative novice, but they are some things I’ve noticed as of late.
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I went to a Buhurt class today (learning to swordfight) and by god i love it so. I need to spend more time tricking my brain into believing im fighting for my life with a foam sword.
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It would be a lie to say I didn’t do it out of jealousy. Of course, it was, but also pity. You kept that poor thing locked up in our basement, and worse, it was me who captured them for you. I was allowed to visit, and they told me the state of our world in my absence.
Not good. I needed them out of the house, not simply out of pity, but also because I wanted you. You’ve spent all your time studying them, dissecting them. What was I supposed to do? They helped me remember my station in the world. My status, my jurisdiction.
It was such a shame you caught me when you did. Mere moments after my armaments were returned to me. I do not want to hurt you. A single blood tear rolls down my cheek. “You’ve messed up, little Prince.” A shiver crawls up my spine as instinct raises my sword to block your own. Lightning speed, which perfectly rivals a bratty vampire.
There’s a look in your eye. Disappointment? Indifference? I’m shaken. I fall to my knees, groveling. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please punish me, and I’ll be good, I promise,” I sob. You drag your silvered blade against my cheek and draw more blood.
“Not good enough, be a dear and die standing. I don’t put down dogs.” As I look up, your boot makes contact against my face, knocking me a few feet back. “No, please, master. I can be good, I just need discipline. You understand? I’m with you, I’m sorry!” I plead before deflecting another swipe of your sword.
“Are you trying to whore yourself out of this? You’re out of chances. It’s time to dust you, my darling brat.” We exchange blows in the span of a minute, but I can not beat you. I don’t want to. I love you, and with a hundred, no, a thousand wounds, I’m at your feet, nuzzling your thigh. I can be good, I can be good, I can be good.
“Do I need to kill you again, Merri?” Your sword points above my right eye, just about between the organ and the skull. I want it. I want you to do it. I want you to love me, mold me, make me obey. If I lose myself for a while, that’s fine. I’m stubborn enough to remember again. I’ll be your toy, your pet, your weapon. Just please don’t separate us by the veil.
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He who parries often, fuckin sucks my dick from the back no less
- Joe-cheem Myler
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Today, when I was in fencing class, one of the instructors grabbed me by the shoulders, said she appreciated me and that I was adorable, but that I need to stop apologizing. Never kill yourself. You might meet someone you’re willing to die for in combat.
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Training the Squire.
She took a certain swordtok channel talking about dual daggers as a bad weapon choice as a challenge.
This was a clip from her first time fencing using two daggers against me with my greatsword.
Somehow, after multiple attempts, she got the angle of the parry just right, and parried my sword, while stabbing me in the armpit.
Later, she managed this…
And a few other plays in which she hooked my sword with her off-hand dagger, before stabbing me.
She’s got a lot more to work on, but she’s determined to make “dual dagger combat” viable for the girlies.
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Hey cinephiles. Christopher Lee was in a lot of on-screen sword fights, but all I can find is footage of him with a rapier or a lightsaber. I know he knew his way around a broadsword, does anyone know any scenes where he uses one, or a similar heftier sword? I’d very much like footage of it for visual reference for a thing, and while a lightsaber would normally qualify for this, he was a bit too old to show his prowess in those movies.
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My sword fighting special interest is coming back and I blame the new fic I’m working on
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HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!
GUESS WHO WON THE ANNUAL NEW YEARS DUEL(S)
MEEEEEEEEEE
(This time, as we have more than one lightsaber, it was lightsaber duels)
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i would truly really put my name down for my dear friends to summon me and I’d fight for them this is why I study the blades