Enkerzed
Dusty Wanderer
DRAGOON
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It's another dawn here in the Monastery. I can already hear the apprentices training outside on the mountain tops, practicing with sword and spear as they leap from the highest peaks. Judging from the laughter though, I suspect they're playing at games rather than focusing on techniques, but I suppose that's to be expected. They're all young yet and boundlessly energetic. Ah, to be young again.
The air of course is as cool and clean as ever, and the winds continue to blow strong. Cuts like a knife really in this drafty old place, but all grumbling aside, there is very little to actually complain about and less of anything noteworthy to report. There have not been any serious dragon attacks throughout the entire year and most of our disciples have been resting on their haunches here more often than not.
The kingdom on the other hand is once again at war, as you might have already heard. You would think that all those esteemed and illustrious nobles will eventually tire of it, but apparently not it seems. I'm glad to have left that life far behind. Though I must confess, every time something like this happens I worry that we may get dragged into it somehow.
Perhaps it is merely my pessimistic nature. After all, I never expected to live a life free from servitude to this lord and that lord, much less experience it. Maybe I still think it's all too good to be true. Or maybe I just wanted more to write than 'all is quiet at home'. In any case, I hope this letter finds you in good health. All in all, I just want you to know that the old Monastery is still standing.
May Gaia bless your travels and ensure your safe return.
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It's another dawn here in the Monastery. I can already hear the apprentices training outside on the mountain tops, practicing with sword and spear as they leap from the highest peaks. Judging from the laughter though, I suspect they're playing at games rather than focusing on techniques, but I suppose that's to be expected. They're all young yet and boundlessly energetic. Ah, to be young again.
The air of course is as cool and clean as ever, and the winds continue to blow strong. Cuts like a knife really in this drafty old place, but all grumbling aside, there is very little to actually complain about and less of anything noteworthy to report. There have not been any serious dragon attacks throughout the entire year and most of our disciples have been resting on their haunches here more often than not.
The kingdom on the other hand is once again at war, as you might have already heard. You would think that all those esteemed and illustrious nobles will eventually tire of it, but apparently not it seems. I'm glad to have left that life far behind. Though I must confess, every time something like this happens I worry that we may get dragged into it somehow.
Perhaps it is merely my pessimistic nature. After all, I never expected to live a life free from servitude to this lord and that lord, much less experience it. Maybe I still think it's all too good to be true. Or maybe I just wanted more to write than 'all is quiet at home'. In any case, I hope this letter finds you in good health. All in all, I just want you to know that the old Monastery is still standing.
May Gaia bless your travels and ensure your safe return.
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Satisfied with the letter, Master Arbo set down his quill and scattered a handful of fine sand over the parchment as he went through the words in his mind again, hoping there was nothing he had forgotten to add. As he waited for the ink to dry, he gazed absentmindedly out the dawn lit window and wondered how exactly the one his letter was addressed to would react. Probably going to think I sound like a bleating old man, he thought, chuckling to himself as he said aloud, "Well you are an old man." Hearing more laughter from outside, the Master shook his head as he wondered how the apprentices had so much energy so early in the morning. Perhaps it was time to set more tasks to keep them occupied throughout the day.Just as that thought had occurred to Arbo, one of the apprentices leaped onto the window sill from outside, landing backwards in a controlled crouch and laughing gleefully whilst calling out, "You're too slow!" It was Chiara, a brown haired girl hailing from the north and apparently so skilled in the art of Leaping that she could hop onto any old structure without an iota of regard for loose bricks or mortar. So confident she must have been in the stability of her platform. Coughing out loud, Master Arbo smiled broadly as he picked up his letter and held it out for the girl to see. The laughter died on her lips when she slowly turned around, regretting every choice she had made in the last minute that led to this moment.
"Perfect, I was just looking for someone to deliver this," the old Master beamed as he carefully folded the letter and sealed it within an envelope. "Would you be so kind as to travel into town and give this to the courier?"
"But... but I'm training, Master. Couldn't you tell?" Chiara replied in a desperate attempt to escape responsibility.
Then very inconveniently, someone from outside called too loudly, "Hey where's Chiara, is she out of the game?"
"Hmph, training is it," Arbo said as he quirked an eyebrow at Chiara.
Groaning in complaint, the girl held out her hand as she grumbled, "Fine."
With no small amount of satisfaction, the old Master slapped the envelope into Chiara's hand and added, "You know, it occurs to me that it's about time we restocked on supplies too. While you're at it, why don't you go and tell the others to accompany you on your trip? I expect it will take, oh say, the entire day to get everything we need."
Everyone's going to hate me for this, Chiara thought as she glumly accepted her fate and replied, "Yes, Master."
"Good, very good. Be on your way now."
Dreading her immediate future, Chiara turned with a sigh and left the same way she came in. Out the window. With a Leap. Quicker than anyone his age had a right to be, the old Master ducked as a stone brick was kicked loose and came flying over his head from the window sill. Looking upon where the heavy projectile had shattered itself on the floor, Arbo hmmed a very thoughtful hmm as he considered, "Perhaps I should have told her to use the door."
- Chiara has used 'Leap' twice in this post. Her stamina is now 8/10.
- Arbo van Lodewitz had to use 'Enhanced Reflexes' to dodge a flying brick to the head. His stamina is now 9/10.
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