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The crowd’s attention returns to the match just in time to see the bravo sent sprawling into the gravelly combat floor from the force of your blow. There is a moment of silence as the prone bravo sits up and wipes his noise, a streak of blood clear on his wrist. His nod to you over the point of your blade heralds to enthusiastic applause of the onlookers, save for not a few who moan and sink hands into faces at the presumably unfavourable outcome of their wagers.
<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“Pensavo di averlo... almeno una dozzina di volte...”</span></span> The bravo mutters, waving off the hands helping him up. <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">“Dannazione Continental ha la fortuna dalla sua parte.”</span></span>
Fabio the smiling Elder is rapidly translating numerous acclamations, words of prize and even some pointers and no small number of strutting claims that they could do better. You have to interrupt him to that he focus on your opponent for now.
<span class="mu-i">“Of course, sir. He says it was a fine match, and he wishes you the seele of victory. He says he sees the irony of losing after such a tempestuous display, given your earlier argument, but concedes to your wisdom as the better fighter.”</span> Fabio grins at the bravos sniff, although to your liking everyone seems to be viewing it all as in good fun. <span class="mu-i">“Today, at least. Ah, I think he would do you the honour of addressing you in your tongue.”</span>
<span class="mu-i">“The armour.”</span> Giovanni Giorgio taps your pauldron with a knuckle, speaking in halting Cantish. <span class="mu-i">“Is very good.”</span>
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>Having bested a renowned Sfregiato, you are permitted to take your ease drinking khave with the masters than might normally be permitted for an outsider. Some of the Senza Pari even include you in their lessons as an example to their pupils of a dangerous armoured opponent. There is only so much you can learn from these men in the few days remaining ashore, but you spend every waking minute of daylight in the Plaza to do so. [Haughty]
>Having impressed the Sfregiato ranks, what follows is a well-catalogued night out on the town with the other bravos. Drinks are raised in your honour at every bar, and you attend quite a few bars. This publicity and rapport leads to you making several friends amongst the Langlish populace despite the language barrier. The people of Capara will not soon forget the name of the foreign knight from Cantôn, L'Orso Tempesta. [Hearty]
>Surprisingly gracious in defeat, you reconsider your earlier unflattering assessment of Giovanni Giorgio. As a swordsman they impressed, but as a man of virtue you had your doubts. The two of you discuss at length your journeys and as it turns out the man is soon to be heading to Nova Cathagi to join the Dragon Guard as well. There is much talk and guesswork at what awaits each of you, and the circumstances of your recommendation and entry. [Idealist]
