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 Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2014 9:12 pm
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: Royal Sword Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Having finished some of her more basic training Shura decided to move onto learning some skills from a sword style she already knew two skills from.
So without further adeu Shura took up the basic stance of the style, then quickly moved her sword so she held the hilt above her head with the blade pointed downwards. She then quickly dashed forwards at her dummy and rammed into it hard with the blade. This of course left a nice gash in the dummy which Shura could only smile at. 'So defense makes a good offense..' Shura thought as she moved on wards with the style.
[1/1 Dual Edged Defense Learned]
The next skill was like a basic stab, but more powerful. So for this shura moved herself into a stance where she held her sword up pointed as if she was ready to stab someone. Then she quickly moved three steps forwards towards her dummy and thrust her sword forward with her full force. The result had her stabbing the dummy clean through where it's heart should be, although Shura had a little difficulty getting the sword out of it she eventually used her foot and pulled the sword out of the dummy.
[1/1 Thruster D-rank Learned]
The next skill was probably the easiest of of skills that Shura has ever learned. It was just a basic upwards swing followed by a simple step forwards for a stab. So without hesitating Shura first practiced making ten simple upwards slashes till she felt comfortable with her skill. Then she moved on to making the upwards slash then stepping forward for a quick slash. She practiced this another ten times before she felt comfortable with the simple motions. 'Man.. that was too easy.. lets try something harder.' Shura thought as she moved on with her learning.
[1/1 O'l One Two Learned]
Shura, now more focused, moved onto a more difficult skill. For this skill she stood like a rapier user would with their blade out in front of them and their body turned partially sideways. She closed her eyes for a few moments and imagined an attack coming at her. Shura waited till the attack was right by where the blade and guard met, she then practiced a quick sidestep to the left and the right. She continued this for a while till she was so used to it that it would be second nature in a fight.
[1/2]
Next after practicing the sidestep Shura began to practice that along with the quick strike she had to do afterwards by flicking her wrist. So she practiced her quick sidesteps and fluidly flicking her wrists for the attack on the dummy. At fist she hit the dummy in the head, then she hit him in the armpit, but finally after a while she could hit him in the neck. She trained hard on this skill for a good while till she could easily hit any part on the dummy with the attack.
[2/2 Sword Flash Learned]
At this point Shura was tired so she sat down to rest again. 'Man, training sure is tiring.. But so worth it if it'll help me see the world..' Shura thought to herself as she sort of day dreamed about seeing far off places and finding out who she was.
-----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." ----------------------------- Skill used: N/A
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 12:37 am
 Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosThe book slipped from Favnir's grasp as he swooned. A feeling of sadness and dread washed over him. It felt as someone close to him was snuffed from existence. A tear streaked down his face, he turned to the nearest dummy and punched it as hard as he could with a roar of anguish. He punched it again and again, the pain in his heart did not go away. The normally tough guy was showing a side no one would expect. He sat down on the floor flexing his hands. His knuckles hurt from all the impacts. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [4/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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___youwillknownihilism Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 1:31 pm
Maria waltz into the training academy, the killer of Devrin though only people who had seen him walking to the palace of the Landing would know. She had a spear in her hand, twirling it around her body masterfully, and leaped, spinning and giving a horizontal leap that further showed off her Dragoonish mastery of the spear. She practiced moving gracefully from a stabbing motion to spinning and whacking someone with the middle portion of the spear. She stabbed the spear straight downwards, impaling the leg of the dummy and twisting it deep. She ripped it free with a twirl and then snapped the back of the dummy in half with the following strike.
In keeping with her movements she rushed forward and spun the staff around her body before swiping the dummy upwards into the air. She leaped up after it, ending up over it in the air with a burst of energy that would throw off it's defense, and then dove back through it, slamming it's body into the ground with ease.
She took off running towards a dummy and at the last possible second to do so, she stabbed her blade into the ground and used it to pole vault up before slamming the weapon down with a very asian sounding KIYAAAH! The dummy, needless to say, was utterly crushed by his attack, and she moved back into position. She then grabbed a buckler and strapped it to her arms.
The next most important skill she had for on the list was a skill regarding throwing the spear. She froze a spear made entirely of water in her hand and aimed at the mannequin across the training facility. She threw it, energy bursting at the seams from her arm as the frozen spear flew as fast as a crossbow bolt and just as penetrating took it off of it's feet. The girl made another, and then threw it again, spearing it off it's feet.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2014 11:57 pm
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm, slightly worried
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Having finished the training she wanted to for now Shura just relaxed. That is until a girl walked into the room and started attacking a dummy. From what Shura could observe she guessed the girl was a dragoon, and a damn good one at that. 'Hmmm.. maybe I should try some spear techniques sometime... eh, maybe another time.' Shura thought as she looked over to the man who dropped his book with a sad expression on his face. She watched him punch the dummy a few times before sitting down on the floor. 'I wonder if he is ok?' The young girl thought as she got up from her resting spot and put her blade back into its sheath on her back. She carefully moved over to Favnir and stood awkwardly in front of him. She leaned over so she could have a look at him and just signed a basic "Whats wrong? Are you ok?" with her hands. Hopefully the man knew sign language, or at least understood it. If not Shura would pull out her pad and pen to write for him. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." ----------------------------- Skill used: N/A
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:14 am
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir wiped his face and looked up as the sound of foot steps drew near. A small human woman stood before him. She was cute by human standards, she started motioning to him with weird hands signs. Though it seemed she was not casting some skill. But he shrugged "if you are trying to tell me something human woman, I don't understand" he said to her. He stood up and stuck his hands in his pockets. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [5/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:30 am
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm, slightly worried
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Shura listened to him speak and sighed mentally punching herself for thinking he would know sign language. So as he stood up Shura pulled out a small pad of paper and pen she usually kept in her back pocket. She quickly flipped it open to a blank page and wrote down a sentence in common "Sorry I am unable to speak, I'm mute. But I was asking you whats wrong? and if your ok?" Shura wrote as she then turned the pad to face him so he could read what she wrote and reply. He was quite tall compared to her, but that didn't hinder her from looking up at him or anything. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." ----------------------------- Skill used: N/A
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 12:52 am
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir looked to the pad as she wrote on it. He read what she wrote 'mute huh?' he thought "I am okay, I don't know what came over me" he said to her question. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [6/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 1:03 am
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm, slightly worried
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Shura nodded to his reply and erased what she wrote then wrote something in reply to him. "It's good to hear that your ok.. My name is Shura, nice to meet you." Shura wrote and when she was finished showed him. 'For a rather buff guy he seems nice. Kinda similar to some of the other orphans I know.' Shura thought to herself as she looked him up and down for a moment trying to figure out what class he could possibly be as well as what species. She only wondered what species because of the fact that he called her a human woman earlier, meaning he wasn't exactly human. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." ----------------------------- Skill used: N/A
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 1:19 am
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir waited as the girl erased her message. She wrote down something else, he didn't mind this human. He read what she wrote "I am Favnir" he said shortly. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [7/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 1:33 am
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm, slightly worried
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- 'Favnir?' Shura thought as she thought about his name for a moment trying to figure out the possible origin. She erased what she wrote again and began writing something else. "Oh, your name is Draconian correct? That's so cool! I like draconian's, they are fascinating.. Anyway, nice to meet you Favnir." Shura wrote down then showed him with a happy smile. Meeting someone new was always a good thing to her, didn't matter where they were from or what they were. She liked to normally observe people, but meeting them was like an added informational bonus, especially if they became her friend. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." ----------------------------- Skill used: N/A
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:14 am
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir was interested in her next note. She had picked up that his name was Draconian. His ego bloated as the girl said she found Draconians fascinating. He was tempted to show her his Dragconic form. But he decided to save that for later "so what are your goals within the Aramilian forces?" he asked her, he may just have a new comard to travel Axiom with him. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [8/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 4:05 am
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Calm, happy
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Shura gave a small giggle as she could tell she boosted Favnir's ego a bit. But she listened to his next question and erased her previous note but stopped to think for a moment before writing again. "I actually want to find out who I am.. The blade I have on my back is from a royal family from one of the nations, but I'm not sure which one.. That's my goal.. Helping people and observing them is a goal of mine as well... What are your goals though?" Shura wrote then turned the pad so he could see it. She motioned to the blade on her back as well so he knew what she was talking about. She of course afterwards gave a almost sorry grin to him as she figured she wrote a bit much. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." -----------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:56 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir took some time to read her next note. He looked at her sword, it was richly adorned, more than a normal sword. He read her goal "well you won't find anything staying here, I travel and try to get stronger" he said to her "why not leave Aramil and see the world and it's Nations with me?" he offered to her. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [9/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 3:49 pm
Shura Relationship Status: Single
Current Mood: Excited
Nation: Aramil | Alliance: N/A | Bloodline: Human | Class: Weapons Master
Rank: Novice | Talent: N/A | Weapons: Royal Sword
Current Weapon(s) in use: N/A Energy: 550/550 | Strength: 9 | Speed: 7 -----------------------------------------"I don't want to know what they did.."---------------------------------------- Shura gave him a big smile after she heard him ask her to join him in seeing the world. She quickly erased what she wrote and started writing again. "I'd love to go see the world with you! I can find out who I am and observe the world, and you can train and get stronger. We both wont be alone this way either. It should be fun." Shura wrote happily as she turned the pad towards him and gave him a friendly smile. "Oh, I'm ready to go whenever you are since I dont have anything I need to pack. Where should we start?" Shura added at the bottom of her note turning it again so he could see. She was excited to start traveling and seeing the world with Favnir. -----------------------------"..They are not who I am.." -----------------------------
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 4:32 pm
Favnir
Class: Berserker | Bloodline: Draconian | Rank: Novice | Str/Spd: 12/8 | Nation: Rogue | Energy: 550/550 | Clothes: Casual Clothes and Boots of NarathosFavnir smiled as she eagerly accepted. He walked over to the book he dropped and picked it up. He looked back to her "I have to do a small bit of training to do first" he said to her. -Learned: -Used: Iron Form [9/10] -Equipment: Iron Tonfa THEME:
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