The woods around the Carnival usually just end up leading the people who head that way back to the entrance, but at least one of the paths Rhys takes will lead him to what's obviously an open-air obstacle course of some sort.
Currently, the only occupant is a man with golden horns and a reptilian tail, rummaging in a box of training equipment... in this case, foam jousting sticks, which he emerges with triumphantly as he straightens up with a stick in each hand. One fuzzy ear flicks at the sound of Rhys's approach, and he turns to smirk broadly at him.
"Hey, you! Know how to use one of these?" he calls out. Without waiting for a response, he's already throwing one of the sticks over to Rhys -- they're not incredibly heavy, but hopefully Rhys doesn't have any trouble holding some thirty pounds of metal and padding.
Day 28
Currently, the only occupant is a man with golden horns and a reptilian tail, rummaging in a box of training equipment... in this case, foam jousting sticks, which he emerges with triumphantly as he straightens up with a stick in each hand. One fuzzy ear flicks at the sound of Rhys's approach, and he turns to smirk broadly at him.
"Hey, you! Know how to use one of these?" he calls out. Without waiting for a response, he's already throwing one of the sticks over to Rhys -- they're not incredibly heavy, but hopefully Rhys doesn't have any trouble holding some thirty pounds of metal and padding.