Neverwinter Forest wash me clean off the land

Sólhárr nodded once, a firm motion that conveyed his approval. a spar, he affirmed, though his tone suggested more than just a test of skill. his gaze remained steady on catamaran, as if searching for something deeper beneath the bounty hunter’s composed exterior.

this may be a good role for you to fill, he continued, his voice thoughtful but measured. warrior. protector. forneskja is always in need of those who can defend its borders and its wolves. his words carried the weight of his position, but there was no force behind them—only an offering, a suggestion laced with expectation.

show me your strength, he added, stepping back to allow catamaran the space to ready himself. the hárkonungr's posture shifted subtly, muscles coiled in readiness, his golden eyes glinting with the challenge he extended. let’s see what you can do.

down for dice rolls. the way i do them is roll a 1d20 for attack. whatever number it is, you let me know in your ooc comment. then i roll for defense and if i roll higher, than solharr can block. let me know if that works! vice versa trading off attacks and defenses.