Recent content by Konstantin

Good. Kaira wasn't one to be discouraged by minor setbacks. That spoke much to her character. Now she just needed to apply the lesson. The storm within Konstantin's face surged, just a bit. Excitement. He smiled and prepared himself for her advance. "Give me your all."

Kaira caught herself quickly, and she was not discouraged. Excellent, as ever. "I would see you practice, and I would offer you advice," he began, planting one end of the staff in the ground in front of him. "Follow through. Fully execute on your ideas. You tethered my arm and pinned my weapon...

"'New High Mage...?'" Konstantin parroted. How curious. He had not heard heads nor tails of this fellow before now, from Solomon nor anyone else. "I will have to meet this prodigious young man, then. I am happy to hear that you're keeping watch on him, of course, but...I am sure I would feel...

Even with the passive ability of the Stone of Power, Konstantin was no heavier than the average man. He felt his arm being yanked and understood what Kaira wanted, and so let himself be pulled downward as a normal foe would have been. She slammed her foot in place to keep Konstantin's weapon...

Sharing secrets with another nation? Times certainly must have been changing. "For the mages of Elbion to be even be able to mimic the Runestones...that is quite impressive," Konstantin marveled, stroking his chin. "Are all of these lesser stones replicants of our major ones? Could the...

An icy blue eye darted about Kaira's form as she moved, diligently tracking her movements. Sharp, and talented, Konstantin had to admit. "Clever," he commended her as the snaking blade sang through the air towards him. He spun his bo staff across his left and over to his right as the feint...

Konstantin's expression shifted slightly, into one of slight admiration. Her enthusiasm was to be cherished, as was her dedication to learning. The Guardian of Power grabbed a few weapons and began to make for the stairs at the edge of the deck, beckoning for her to follow. "You know your...

Ah, but Kaira was a shrewd one. She was accomplished in her own right, and hardly here to establish basics. "Your father was quite right," Konstantin replied with a dip of his head and a sip of his tea. "Our fundamentals need not be the same as their fundamentals, Miss Kaira. Nor even yours the...

The Guardian of Power lifted the lid from a tray to reveal a stack of tea cakes and other baked goods fit for a modest breakfast. He gestured towards them as if to say "help yourself" while listening to his guest's brief explanation. "Fundamentals are key. It's good to specialize, but you...

Konstantin dutifully poured a cup of steaming, fresh tea for Kaira, a wistful smile on his mien. His stone resonated with its own warmth in the presence of the Rune of Faith, a stark difference from the overwhelming pressure it seemed to prefer exerting when in the presence of others. An act of...

The crumbling man rose to greet his guest with a smile and a polite wave in turn. A single blue eye watched as she approached and climbed the short flight of wooden stairs to the elevated deck he had been waiting upon. "Good morning, Miss Kaira!" he returned jovially. Konstantin gestured to...

Once more, Konstantin found himself back in his home: the Clay estate in Valenntenia. It was perhaps not the first place one kept in mind when thinking of a training ground. It was nestled in a grove of old trees, sprawling with ferns and ivy, with a creek trailing behind it, it was a quiet and...

"Methinks their minds might be preoccupied, Miss Kaira. Nothing personal, I'm sure." Konstantin briefly caught sight of Mabbon's smirk and gave him a knowing look as the latter clapped him on the back. Of course, it seemed that Shadow might've had similar intentions. It warmed Konstantin's...

Konstantin cocked his head at Mabbon's question before smiling and placing a hand on the man's shoulder. "I'll say it again, Mabbon: you are a Guardian. I don't care about the nature of your Stone, nor that of your past. The Guardians are family. All of us," he assured the man, removing his grip...

"You are a Guardian, Mabbon. That title does bring with it some degree of respect..." Konstantin answered, shaking his peer's hand with gusto. Then he upturned his cup, and a single drop ran out of the otherwise empty vessel. "...But perhaps too much given how early we are into the night." The...