Tag: HEMA

The Vela Dagger

∴ Another Stab ∴ You grimace as your opponent wheels round to the right, holding a steady line. Once again, your boasts have landed you in trouble – and it’s not going well for you. You only meant it as a jest. A little…

The Dyrrhachium Arming Sword

∴ A Rallying Cry ∴ Chaos. Pain. The screaming of horses. A sound you would never wish upon anyone, with all its panic and pathos – and yet in this moment it is all you can focus on. Your own mount surges beneath you,…

The Kyndra Montantes

∴ A Kindred Sport ∴ The stable door swings shut behind your brother as he harkens to the call of his comrades. Usually you would chase him, beg him to bring you along, to show you the world beyond the sandstone courtyard. Usually, he…

The Fangen Montante

∴ A Pointed Silence ∴ The door is tall and thin, elongated almost to absurdity with fluted columns supporting an arched lintel. Pale wood is interlaced with studded metal tracery, the design dragging the eye upward as if to further emphasise the height of…

The Dyad Smallswords

∴ A Certain Duology ∴ “It’s your right to choose”, the copper-haired man says, opening the case. Loathe as you are to show admiration, you cannot repress a low whistle as he pulls back the ivory satin, revealing a pair of slender yet sturdy…

The Acer Rapier

∴ A Spiralling Fall ∴ And the leaves fall on indolently. You wander between their disparate trails as if entranced, pausing only to pick up the occasional visceral red specimen, paper-thin and perfectly formed. It has been seven years since the war. Since flames…

The Volutio Rapier

∴ A Serpent’s Heart ∴ The curve of the dragon’s head is familiar under your thumb, almost comforting. You follow the sinuous wave with your fingertips, into the vortex of the guard, and for a moment you’re transported. Soft firelight and the scent of…