[ Felix blinks as he's playfully punched in the arm, making him off in his stride a bit in surprise, and he scoffs, returning that with an elbowing of his own.

It's pretty interesting, though, to hear someone call him fancy. Well, it's not exactly wrong. He's a noble, even if he's one of the few of those who are rough around the edges...at the end he's still a noble. Which means such things would shine through, even with his demeanor. ]

You're right in that I'm not the type.

[ Though Felix may find himself doing so the longer he stays here. He'd just end up calling it 'duels' instead, which of course he'll insist are entirely different. ]

I've always been interested in swordplay, from the day I could swing a sword. [ Which is...pretty young, actually. ] You can say I took to wielding one like a fish takes to water, and I feel there is nothing like swinging your blade or encountering someone well worth the challenge to draw it.

And you? What got you into fighting?