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Ikth! Ikthalend! Get up!

Started by Anonymous, September 07, 2006, 06:58:19 AM

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Anonymous

Said the children to Ikthalend, as he rolled over, eyes lazily looking up at them, knowing that they're here for one reason and that's to practice their combat techniques with him, not that he doesn't enjoy the prospect of teaching the young the best way to swing a sword or how to parry strikes, but he'd much rather be in the battlefield then lazing about in the Academy.  And as he rises slowly out of bed, saying "You kids are gonna be the death of me..."  He gets dressed and walks out, hands pulled on by the eager kids, downstairs, where the innkeeper begins her usual beratement on him for slacking on the room payment, again.  "Yeah yeah" he says to the short old innkeeper as he is led outside to the front where the kids start running around and telling him to come with them to the Academy so they can show him their improvement, though he already knows that Billiam needs to step more into his strikes, Lecil needs to move around more, and Ronald needs to keep practicing the basic strike zones before he can start making up strikes...  And as they arrive at the training grounds of the Academy, Ikth is greeted with a hearty hello from all manner of student and teacher alike, which he replies to with a silent wave, and continues proceeding to the grounds with the kids.  After arriving, they all run to grab their practice swords and start pushing and shoving to get Ikth's attention, to which he laughs to himself at their juvenile competition, until, as once again, it erupts into a three way duel, that, in turn, devolves into a brawl on the ground, and as they scratch and bite away, Ikth thinks back onto when he did some mercenary work as a caravan guard before he came here, what fun that was, fighting all sorts of enemies with all manner of skill and proficiency, before cutting them down and getting bathed in their blood, the look of fear and awe as he returns having held off and otherwise demolished a group of bandits in less than 5 minutes by himself, which he routinely insisted on to allow for the best battle experience...  "Those were the days" he says to himself as he stares beyond the kids and into the horizon...

Anonymous

A young man wanders outside of the Military Academy a strange look upon his face he seems to be grumbling to himself about something or the other and is drooling all over his clothing. He wanders eventually closer to the Academy and spots the children fighting with a rather large individual watching them. As he had been thinking about registering his weapons with the local authorities he had naturally wandered here and took time to stop pause and observe the various activities going on he stood silently by looking for the nearest registration office or any kind of direction at all.

Anonymous

Said Ikth to himself as he looked upon this unfamiliar character walking past the training grounds, drooling all over himself.  "Is he dull?"  he wonders as he watches him.  Either way, it's nice to see someone new in this Academy, especially one so peculiar looking, he would think of this newcomer as a weakling, due to his skinny build, but in all his years of combat, he's learned pretty quick not to underestimate anyone, friend or foe.  As he looks, he notices the kids are finally done fighting and Ronald is silently staring at him, as the other two look over at the man ambling along, to which he firmly says, "What are you guys doing?  Practice your strikes, you slackers!"  And, as the kids are shocked back into reality, and scramble to their respective training dummies, he looks back up at the strange man, trying to gain insight on what kind of guy he is...

Anonymous

The young man which had been staunchily dedicated to finally registering his weaponry had turned away from the academy his eyes catching a rather bewitching site the site of a lovely young woman checking him out. As if his wildest dreams had just come true he started to meander away from the academy and walk away bubble headedly into the main route for traffic.

  It seemed today was indeed the day of this young man's great fortune or perhaps even great misfortune. Either way the young woman was enough to distract him from things that might have needed to be done.

Anonymous

"strange" Ikth thought as the bleary eyed man walked away, switching his focus back on to his students, telling Ronald to watch were he's hitting and to try to hit a smaller area on the dummy for better accuracy, and tells Lecil he's putting too much energy into the pre-strike than the strike itself as Lecil stands panting, and watches Billiam silently, noticing him tripping a little bit on his feet as he hits the dummy.  He continues watching his students as he waits for lunchtime to come around, so he can go eat and be that much closer to being able to schooling these kids of his in a sparring match...