Heskan Noscales sat meditating in the middle of the beach of Elbion listening to the waves crash unto the shore. Earlier that morning he was hard at work, he was going to take what the old Komodi monks taught him and actually use it for a just cause. He wasn't going to be just a bodyguard he was going to teach those who had a pure heart to defend themselves. You give a man a fish you feed him for a day, you teach a man to smash a stone with his head and he can eat whenever he wants. The night before he spent his time making flyers and posting them throughout the city. At dawn, he spent his time gathering training supplies and setting up wooden dummies that he dug into the sand. He sewed heavy iron weights into a leather vest and made a sled out of beach wood. He found an old heavy rusted hammer, and a large coil of rope he bought from a friendly sailor. He started a fire just moments earlier and was boiling some water over the campfire.
He was only going to train one pupil, one of his choosing. He was going to mold this person into their better self. He recalled a somewhat pleasant memory back when he was just a boy, back when his youth had no end and he was eager to make the old Komodi masters proud.
Great things come from great pain.
He could hear Brother Baylin say that over and over again as Heskan held a squat position over a large metal spike, as boiling water hot water spilled from the pot balancing on his head on his body, as large iron weights were strapped to his thighs and Baylin threw pebbles at him.
The wind suddenly picked up and blew one of his spare flyers into his face. Heskan pulled the flyer off and smiled at his work.
Heskan smiled. This was indeed his purpose in life.
He was only going to train one pupil, one of his choosing. He was going to mold this person into their better self. He recalled a somewhat pleasant memory back when he was just a boy, back when his youth had no end and he was eager to make the old Komodi masters proud.
Great things come from great pain.
He could hear Brother Baylin say that over and over again as Heskan held a squat position over a large metal spike, as boiling water hot water spilled from the pot balancing on his head on his body, as large iron weights were strapped to his thighs and Baylin threw pebbles at him.
The wind suddenly picked up and blew one of his spare flyers into his face. Heskan pulled the flyer off and smiled at his work.
Need to get strong?
Tired of the forces of evil tarnishing everything you love?
Do you crave self-improvement, and desire to gain discipline in your life?
If you answered yes to all of the above, come to the beach of Elbion and look for smoke.
There you will find the path to a better, stronger you.
*Terrible drawing of Heskan giving a thumbs up while he is kicking an evil looking skeleton.*
"I'm going to have to have so many potential students show up, all those burning hearts yearning for justice." Tired of the forces of evil tarnishing everything you love?
Do you crave self-improvement, and desire to gain discipline in your life?
If you answered yes to all of the above, come to the beach of Elbion and look for smoke.
There you will find the path to a better, stronger you.
*Terrible drawing of Heskan giving a thumbs up while he is kicking an evil looking skeleton.*
Heskan smiled. This was indeed his purpose in life.