Jan 9, 2024
@fantasywritten's Leofric sent: “Prove to me you’re more than just a pretty face, arseling.”
Uhtred grinned, swinging his sword around to loosen his wrist. It was cramping a little; it didn't hurt yet, only ached. Uhtred would have to mind it. "I thought Saxons were blind, what with your plain women and scrawnier men. It is good to know that you appreciate appearances, farmer." Maybe Uhtred could make that work to his favor. For now he continued to circle Leofric, waiting him out. His wrist would keep, at least until this final duel was concluded.