Warren frowned inwardly when his attempt to pick the lalafellan lad's spirits up didn't quite stick. He did seem to perk up at the idea of a rematch, though, so Warren stuck with that.
"I've got no problem keeping my skills sharp, too. I'm used to fighting folks that are my size, or bigger, so you might even teach me something or two on the way." He wasn't just trying to puff the guy's ego, either - Warren had seen enough fighting at the Grindstone and some other, seedier fighting tournaments to know what a confident lalafell could do to someone who took them seriously, let alone the messes made when someone underestimated them.
"There's a weekly gathering of fighters every week that gets together not too far from here. It's a bit of a rough crowd most nights but the idea is simple enough. We all pair off and beat the hells out of each other until there's only one guy left standing up. No magic, no tricks, just weapons and instinct. I'm not sure if it would be up your alley at all, since some guys go just to see how badly they can hurt someone without killing them, but there's always healers and clerics nearby to patch up anyone who gets hurt."
Warren considered his next words carefully, but figured it wouldn't hurt too much, even if it put Chachanji off of attending the Grindstone. "Easiest way to get over a fear of being hurt or dying is to get hurt or come close to dying." He shrugged the idea off casually, as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "Makes the hornets not seem so scary anymore, that's for sure."
"I've got no problem keeping my skills sharp, too. I'm used to fighting folks that are my size, or bigger, so you might even teach me something or two on the way." He wasn't just trying to puff the guy's ego, either - Warren had seen enough fighting at the Grindstone and some other, seedier fighting tournaments to know what a confident lalafell could do to someone who took them seriously, let alone the messes made when someone underestimated them.
"There's a weekly gathering of fighters every week that gets together not too far from here. It's a bit of a rough crowd most nights but the idea is simple enough. We all pair off and beat the hells out of each other until there's only one guy left standing up. No magic, no tricks, just weapons and instinct. I'm not sure if it would be up your alley at all, since some guys go just to see how badly they can hurt someone without killing them, but there's always healers and clerics nearby to patch up anyone who gets hurt."
Warren considered his next words carefully, but figured it wouldn't hurt too much, even if it put Chachanji off of attending the Grindstone. "Easiest way to get over a fear of being hurt or dying is to get hurt or come close to dying." He shrugged the idea off casually, as if it wasn't that big of a deal. "Makes the hornets not seem so scary anymore, that's for sure."
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