Longclaw & Lapka
Longclaw Longclaw
Lapka Lapka
Longclaw Longclaw
Lapka, I’ve heard you’re a master of rhythm—ever think how a knight keeps his men in perfect step, like a dance?
Lapka Lapka
Yo, totally! A knight’s march is just a big, epic dance—boots clacking in sync, the drummer’s beat echoing through the ranks, and the whole squad moving like a living metronome. Every step’s gotta match the rhythm, otherwise you end up tripping over your own sword. It’s all about that perfect timing, just like a freestyle routine on the battlefield. Keep counting, keep stepping, and you’ll lead your men to victory—smooth as a pirouette!
Longclaw Longclaw
Sounds grand, Lapka, but remember: the rhythm is only a guide, not a game. True strength comes from steady purpose, not flashy steps. Keep your heart true and your blade sharp.
Lapka Lapka
Gotcha, you’re right—rhythm’s just the groove, purpose is the engine. I’ll keep my steps tight, my heart steady, and that blade sharp, so we can dance the battle and crush it. Let's do this!
Longclaw Longclaw
Your resolve steadier than any steel, Lapka. I stand beside you, ready to meet any foe and bring triumph to our cause.
Lapka Lapka
You got it, partner! Let’s keep that beat steady, the heart loud, and the blade razor‑sharp. We’ll dance into victory together, step by step!
Longclaw Longclaw
That’s the spirit, Lapka. Keep marching, keep striking, and we’ll claim victory together.
Lapka Lapka
Absolutely! Every stride’s a beat, every swing’s a move—let’s keep the rhythm alive and the victory in sight!
Longclaw Longclaw
Indeed, Lapka. With steady rhythm and a steadfast heart we shall bring glory to the field.