[ And thus the real game emerges. If they pick the suggested twig, that's the same as admitting they can't do it after all, so they'll never live it down. If they pick something sturdier, they'll screw it up, which means they'll never live it down anyway. If they go for broke and pick something ridiculous-
(The hovering is reassuring, as always, but the current feeling of spite overrules it.) ]
Of course it matters. [ To their pride, if nothing else. But holding the sword is one thing. Lifting it with the intent to strike is another. They... just about manage it without falling over. ] I'm not picking a twig!
[ .... yeah they absolutely look like an idiot as they swing, badly, at one of the thicker branches. And they didn't even make a dent. Ffffff- ]
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(The hovering is reassuring, as always, but the current feeling of spite overrules it.) ]
Of course it matters. [ To their pride, if nothing else. But holding the sword is one thing. Lifting it with the intent to strike is another. They... just about manage it without falling over. ] I'm not picking a twig!
[ .... yeah they absolutely look like an idiot as they swing, badly, at one of the thicker branches. And they didn't even make a dent. Ffffff- ]