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Joachim was used to fiddling around with music, playing flute and composing music in his free time however he couldn't. Not that the reaper didn't think the clan of War didn't like music (though he did wonder if they really had music or at least what he considered music) but he didn't want to run the risk of offending any of the members or appear to be challenging any of them to battle. Instead his flute remained tucked far away in this pocket as he headed towards what was directed as the training grounds. His first goal in mind, was crafting a weapon.

He had little to no skill in hand to hand combat, in fact as the frown on his face deepened, he was sure his sister had more skills in punching then he dd. That toppled on top of the embarrassing idea of having to ask another more capable student of sparring with him seemed out of the question unless he some sort of weapon in his hand. Hence why he now sat in the same room with a rather formidable craft horsewoman.

He gave her rather weak smile as she peered over him, almost grunting in disapproval as he held is hand over various materials to craft his knife. Yet he managed to pick up a piece of bone, cold and smooth to the palm of his hand with a pointed end, he wasn't sure how incredible strong or long lasting it would be but it suited him. He continued to work on it, making the point even sharper and the hilt of where the bone sat in his hand smoother and fit comfortably. Joachim wasn't much for decoration, so the idea of rough leather as a hilt seemed to hurt and feathers and beads were...well to pretty for him to want to put on a weapon.

When he was done he looked at his new weapon, it wasn't the worse and it was functional but it sure wasn't pretty.

[[Ugly Well Crafted Bone Knife: 7 Points]]

So far the blade despite it's appearance was doing fairly well. Though the cut he made in the mannequin wasn't long nor did it look as if it could do anything fatal to an opponent. Though if the goal was only to injure then it was sufficient Joachim thought as he rubbed it in his hands again.

"Alright... round two...." He replied holding the knife in front of him again. Taking a few brisk leaps he jabbed the mannequin again this time in the shoulder. He could hear the crack deepen but it seemed to still hold together.

The damage he had done to the shoulder was minuscule. Obviously he had the skill that if this was a battle and he had to fight he could at least make a standing object bleed however if it came down to actually maiming he wasn’t going to be successful.

[[Round 2
Knife HP: 4 -1 = 3
Target Damage: 2]]