Alister watched the young woman closely, curiously even. Her demeanor was like someone much older, too serious for a girl her age. He'd have to do something about that. But for now he focused on her sword and the position of his own bastard sword and his shield. When her blade came towards him he easily deflected it with the shield. The wolfdog didn't leave much room for an attack, and eyed her through the gap, "Have you ever fought someone with a shield before miss...?" hoping she would supply him with her name. Who knows, she might be able to learn something from this. He was happy enough to have a sparring partner again, though he wasn't near as aggressive as he would have been with an older opponent. At the same time he didn't object to the pairing, she was older than even he was when he was first given up for training.
The Callow man soon realized that she wasn't going to make the first move, and adjusted his stance. His face soon became a mask, and with a controlled motion he struck out with shield arm, while attacking with the sword. If the tactic worked, his shield would keep her sword at bay while the tip of his blade went towards her middle. He used just enough force that his sword, unblunted and sharp, didn't actually touch the black and gold girl. His shield, however, he aimed to make contact with her arm, or blade.
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