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"Very good. Lastly, you said fire element so Warmth is the skill you can learn," Kimmi said. "Then we can get you moving on a mission."

Warmth
Rank: E
Description: You create a warming glow within your body. This is useful when in very cold places but does little else.

((One post to learn))

"As for your mission, it's just going to be a simple information gathering. Head for Wormwood to the south. We've been hearing talk that someone is violently converting people down there. We'll need to know what we're facing before we can send any aid to the people afflicted."

Kimmi smiled. "You'll report to me once you return. Any information you need can be gained from Lady Liliana's adviser at the palace. You'll be given a reasonable amount of time but should you take too long, we'll assume your capture or death and send someone to find you."

Soft, crunching noises could be heard as a pair of antivan leather boots crushed the soft leaves underfoot. Sama'el had been walking through Ernya for sometime now in search of these particular training grounds. The aristocratic looking vampire had asked many people on the way which way the grounds was, and they had all pointed in a variety of directions. At first, he suspected everybody had no idea what the ******** they were talking about. But when he got to the training grounds he had found that it was not confusion, but simply a matter of how colossal the training space actually was. everywhere, as far as the eye could see, were large trees and flowers in bloom from the passing spring. With his vampyric enhanced hearing, Sama'el could hear the squirrels in the trees, the birds chirping, and much else. But there was one thing he could not hear that slightly troubled him-- people. He couldn't hear voices, the clash of metal on metal, and so many other things you expected to hear at a training camp. perhaps this was due to the fact that everybody was gone on missions. Or maybe recruitment rate was low. Either way, I suppose this'll be easier to find a teacher that's not busy with a million students. Sama'el mused to himself as he fingered the pommel of the warhammer on his left hip. The warrhammer looked colossal on the hip of the rather slim vampire, and the sight was rather comical combined with the long spear on his back, but he could swing it about like most people could swing a branch of wood. It was one of the perks of being a vampire, he supposed. He shook his raven black hair from his face and searched the grounds for a trainer with narrowed bloodred eyes.

Further off in the distance, Sama'el could make out the faint sound of arguing far off in the distance of the woods. A grin spread across the regal vampire's face as he realized that if he headed in that direction he would find the training he was looking for. He took off deeper into Ernya's forest training grounds, his black antivan leather boots not making the slightest sound as they passed over the leaves. If somebody would have inclined to watch the young vampire, they would have been shocked. Even with the weight of the weaponw and armor on him, he was running practically twice as fast as a normal human running butt naked could have ever hoped to run. Within seconds, the blur of Sama'el came to a stop as he reached the source of the shouting and commotion. "Excuse my interruption, but I am Sama'el. by any chance do any of you ladies and gentleman happen to teach warriors? And perhaps even vampire skills?" he said in a rather formal tone. Usually, he would offer a handshake. But since there were so many of them, the aristocratic vampire decided that a bow would suffice and did just that, putting his arm in front of him and bending at the waist, his long raven black hair drifting over his shpulders for a moment before he righted himself, standing straight back up. As he did so his bloodred gaze passed over everybody there, and he wondered who would deign to be his instructor.

Sama'el eyed the tattooed human and the fallen. He had always happened to have a grudge against fallen, as it was a fallen paladin that had slain his precious Ana. However, with his recent amnesia, Sama'el couldn't even remember the grudge. As the two of the fighters turned to leave Sama'el inclined his raven haired head at each of them, his crimson gaze passing over each of them. He then turned his eyes to the last remaining fighter, the one that was to be his trainer. "I have always happened to be partial to the fire element..." The royal loooking vampire said to his instructor after a moment. "Though if you don't mind, i'd rather learn my bloodline skills before an attempt at elemental skills." Sama'el said, his fangs sliding free from his gums as he said so. They were actually a pretty gruesome sight. Most vampires had evolved, their fangs long and thin and syringe like for better penetration. Sama'el however, was a primeval type of vampire. His fangs were long, jagged, thick and almost bear like and were used for stabbing and shredding. They were only out of his gums for a moment however, before the vampire retracted his fangs, leaving his canine teeth looking only slightly elongated.

There was a brief glitter of annoyance in Sama'el's eyes for a moment as the guardian of the forest asked for his name. I sometimes forget the ignorance of humans. I suppose I will allow him to make me repeat myself, just this one time. the arrogant vampire thought to himself. "My name is Sama'el." He said, before he saw the muscles twitch in the other warriors legs. He had been a warrior for thousands of years, and the movements of the slightest muscles could tell him where his opponents would move. As the warrior charged him, he drew his collosal heavy warhammer out of his belt as easily as somebody might draw a Katana. The vampire warrior wielded it in one hand, having the strength to do so. His legs were spread in a slight crouching stance, ready to take the charge head on. He was confident in his fighting abilities enough.
(sorry for the shorter post, i'm having writers block.>_<)

((No, but you have to remember that he has been a warrior for thousands of years. Some natural fighting principles he would have practically ingrained into his memory. And vampires have fast reflexes. Sorry if i worded it to make it sound like he literally remembered that.xD))