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A clack. Clatter, and thwack. "You've died, Gruki" A step back, and Master Hawken let the squire stand. "Quicker than usual, but, let us try again," he raised the practice sword once more. Other squires stood around watching wide eyed and short of breath. It was not every day a Master...

Ōmeyōcān Early morning sunlight filtered in through the wide hole at the top of the cavernous training arena. Various practice weapons hung along the walls. A course lay in the middle. Those from the Rising stood alongside the students from noble families, gathered for the session. New...

Ah, drills. He heard many gripes about them in hushed voices, but Nacht was actually thankful for them. However high stakes, life at the monastery could seem almost idyllic at times, so much so that it was easy to relax and just do nothing every so often. At least, he assumed it would be, but...

The morning was scarcely into the moments of illumination as the drilling square become host to one squire Dal, who had within the crook of his arm two wooden longswords as he made approach to the centre. Those that had a mind to practice in the early hours often saw Dal perform his dedications...

Syr Theros stood at a corner of Sanctum Ops, a bound ledger filled with pages of information on their crop of squires. Details on their studies and mannerisms. The sorts of things needed when considering assignments. Quests. Missions. Bebin hated it. Flipped through the papers all the same...

Thanasis - Six months after the Rising The Forge barracks and training fields, near the Wall. As the sun began its ascent over the training fields of Thanasis, casting a golden hue upon the sprawling landscape, Cullen Morvane found himself in a lone corner of the grandeur of the barracks'...

Vel Acan -Eromir Arenahttps://images2.imgbox.com/a1/f2/Sqy8CFyg_o.png Team: Crimson Drakes Roll: 9 Mieri leaned down, softly running her fingers through the grass as she looked around and marveled at the arena they found themselves in. When all of this had started she had never really...

"You did really well," Zana murmured softly to the Guardswoman who - despite limping - was grinning ear to ear as Zana walked her to one of the fortresses four entrances. This one was the quickest way to the healers. They came to a stop in the threshold and the woman - Lola, Lola who had been...

"You have all been chosen because you are the best. Whether that is in your class, your unit, or your order." General Garret Marr stood in front of an assembled group of thirty strong, his hands clasped calmly behind his back. Marr had always had a gentle manner about him, Zana thought, softly...

"A rookie? Since when do they assign you rookies?" It was about the reaction that Alyxander Quellchrist expected from his longest-serving lieutenant. Serrin always had an opinion on everything, and he wasn't shy about making it known even to his commanding officer. The Knight Commander pulled...

"Shadowkin only?" Diaz growled. "How is that even a test of-" The old priest cleared his throat. Diaz sealed his mouth. His eyes hardned as they stood in the darkness of the chapels training ground. "If you hope to climb the ranks, young assassins, you must learn to imbue your shadowkin...

Within the vale was a waterfall of impulsive blue that did roar and crash down below upon the rock. A great wind could be felt that caused the spray of water to be all the more impulsive. A knight pursuant pointed a block of serrated bronzed piece of metal that was their sword up towards the...

Sparks flew as the fundamentals of the craft and application of the domain of Flame were proven to the world. That all was tinder, all could be consumed, all could glow, all could be ignited and give way to that glorious light and heat that Ravelyn knew as her true place of comfort. Places...

Proctor Malvern had been quite clear in his orders. Noel was to accompany another initiate from her class and then conduct an extensive training session with four younger apprentices at the Dreadlord Academy. They were at the fringes of the grounds, right along the treeline, and absent of the...

Donric had smugly told her that it was being done to, “show them Dreadlords that the Guard was in charge now.” But Colette didn’t think that was true, she liked Commander Raleigh’s explanation a lot better. It was to build a sense of trust and camaraderie between Guardsmen and the next...

Never let Proctor Magomo find you idling around. Even if it was a free period. As it happened, Kristen Pirian, along with a couple other initiates, got spotted by Proctor Magomo whilst having a small chat. Even the words "small" and "chat" were generous--they'd barely even said a few words to...

The door to the archives crashed open as Charity entered in her usual chaotic manner. "Ah, Ms. Briarthorne. How are you?" Cleo greeted her warmly. "Its nice to see-" Charity spun to face Cleo as she began to speak. "Where's Gwen?!" she demanded. "She's out back in the archives," Cleo spat...

Prologue: Disaster struck. A raving band of monsters were terrorizing the country villages... And this village happened to be the only one with a wall in the entire valley. Refugees from the other villages and outlaying farms began pouring in on wagons and carts for safety and protection...

Early Morning - The Academy "I've asked you all here to help with the training of some of our students," Magnus Olm was not a physically imposing man compared to most but his voice and his reputation commanded more respect than most. All Dreadlords who went through the Academy knew Magnus. With...

“You want to know the difference between a master and a beginner? The master has failed more times than the beginner has even tried.” -Unknown Typical was a word that Touma would use to describe his day, even if today was spent in town. One of many, in his travels...to a point where all of them...