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(( Be glad you can't D; It's soooo stressful looking up the words and triple checking them on different translators/dictionaries to make sure they're right! I thought maybe it was a little cliche for him to slip into his mother tongue, but I wanted to show that he's feeling comfortable enough to do so around Coline when he'd stick to the common tongue with everyone else. So~

Umm actually is there a point doing another post now? XD *walks back to temple with Nii~*

Yeeeah I'd bette rhea dto bed, it's half past 2 and I've left basically all my preparation for oxford for tomorrow =xx soooo I'll see you later! maybe tomorrow, but if not in a couple of days! =) ))

(( OMG you'r einsane, REALLY staying up all night!!!

And I know, this one was particularly fun =) I love rping with you~ heart

Yarrr kay, the sleep is addling me now XD Seeeeya! ))

(( @ Grunny, want to RP with me when you're online? I have no idea how I'm going to train my character to counter on my own and I think your character already learned it.))

Odin was contemplating on how to practice countering an attack from a straw dummy when she heard someone call out to her.

Well, it seemed like it was directed at her.

She looked up at the newcomer. Odin had never seen the mint haired girl before. Or maybe she did, at a morning service or maybe at the tents.

"Uhmmm," she mumbled looking to see if there was anyone else the other girl was directing her statement to. Finding no one else but herself she raised her hand in greeting, "Hi, I'm... Odin. Uhm, sure. Why not?"

She looked at Harata who seemed to be stronger than her. This would be a good chance to learn from a more experienced fighter.

((haha, ok. Sparring looks ok, it'll give me a chance to try using counter biggrin Btw, checked your char stats and I see you're level five :3))

Drax slowly pulled on his boots, tucking the few throwing daggers he had left into them.
His long leather breeches were stiff with the exposure to the sea air, but, having lived on Islands all his life, he didn't know of any other way for them to be.
Drax was tall, better than six feet. Tall, bronzed and heavily muscled, showing that he had most definitely worked wherever he had come from. His eyes shone with an aqua tone- but behind them lied a sinister presence. He was the product of what back in his lands was known as 'The Time Of Troubles', A period where the gods were cast by Ao out of the planes and onto Faerun, his homeworld. There, Bhaal, the god of Murder sired him.
Shaking his head to alleviate the dark thoughts of his past, he moved out of his lean-to.
A long, dark sword was strapped to his hip, his father's sword. Long, but thin and light, it was a quick blade, one he could use with amazing grace and speed. His father had tought him to use it when he was still a child...
The sun was just starting to rise over the oceanic horizon, and undoubtedly he would be harassed again by the absent minded priests milling about. Strapping his own sword onto the other hip, he started his morning run down the beach to the training grounds.

[[Oops, sorry..]]

(( Is Grunny Grunny or Harata? ))

((I'm Harata. If I said Grunny as my chara's name, I made a woopsie.)))
Harata laughed lightly as the girl's scythe missed her by feet. "Nice. Widen your base, swing with both hands. Think of your oppenent as you attack. Don't attack mindlessly." She swung again.