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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/22/2016 1:22:56 AM
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"[u]How do you know my name....[/u]
[b]He grips his blades hilt, ready to draw it[/b]
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"I know...many things boy. Please, don't be shy." [b]He gestures Rorek to come closer. His raspy strict voice beckoning him over. [/b]
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[b]He slowly releases his grip, and walks over to the figure.[/b] "[u]I take it you sent skull kid to find me?[/u]"
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Edited by Inflatablepants: 10/22/2016 10:34:40 PM"Indeed. But in reality it was his idea. I would imagine your father told you of his ventures with the child, hmm?" [b]Rorek still stood behind the man, but he could see his pale skin from his standing point.[/b]
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"[u]Yeah, how he saved him and all that. Would it be better if I got my father?[/u]"
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"No, I wished to speak with you. Oh stop standing behind me boy! You aren't my shadow!" [b]The man gestured for Rorek to stand in front of him.[/b]
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"[u]Oh, sorry.[/u]" [b]He walks in front of the figure.[/b]
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[b]The man's face was pale, but not in a sickly way. It was white like snow. His eyes were old, but a icy blue. He rested a small cane on his knees, the head of which was a white wolf. His face was larger around the forehead and smoothly, even satisfyingly moved down and got smaller at a nice curved angle towards his small chin. A wicked scar crosses across his face, as if it was delivered only a few weeks ago. The man may have been in his fifties, if Rorek was any good at deducting such a thing.[/b] "Tell me, boy. Why are you here?"
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"[u]Right now, training and looking for someone.[/u]"
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"Wrong." [b]The man rubbed his hand across the head of the wolf, not being in eye contact with the boy.[/b] "Try again. Why are you here?"
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"[u]Im not sure what you mean, I said why I was here?[/u]"
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[b]The man seemed rather disappointed with the boys response. And sighed as he rested his hand on the centre of his cane.[/b] "With so many years totalling in your combat experience, at such a young age, you still lack the answer to a rather simple question. Why do you fight? Why do you choose life over death? What gives you our drive? Why are you here? Why...are you training with The Fierce Deity....?"
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"[u]To harness my rage, form it into my own style.....[/u]
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[b]The old man began to cackle and laugh at Roreks response. Slapping his knee as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye.[/b] "Harness your rage?! Hahaha! Rage is what kills the fool, Boy! Did they teach you that in hell? Or are you still too naive to realize that rage is an untamed animal in a violent wasteland?!"
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"[u]My rage is different from others, but you wouldn't know that.[/u]"
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[b]The elderly man looked up at the boy, straight faced.[/b] "I know more than you could ever learn, boy. I know when one tries to control their greatest weakness, they will always fall to their own concoctions." [b]The man seemed to speak from experience. And Rorek well...he couldn't help but feel enticed by the olden figure.[/b]
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"[u]So what, I just give in to my rage?[/u]"
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"No...no. Simply...turn it into something else." [b]The man rose from his stump. Holding his cane to the ground to keep him stable. He rested both his hands on the stabilizer, but he was still easily a few inches taller then Rorek. [/b] "You are skilled Rorek. The children have told me of your fight against the twilight and its...plague. But what you make up in strength, you lack in wisdom. That is something Alexan...the deity. cannot teach you."
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"[u]You know him, don't you? Who are you exactly?[/u]"
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"An old man filled with regret and more mistakes then thousands. But, that is not important. You shall only refer to me, as Tywinn."
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Edited by XxZANExX13: 10/23/2016 12:00:02 AM"[u]So Tywinn, you want to educate me, on what exactly?[/u]"
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"You have power, Rorek. And as much as the deity will allow you to grow in that power, I can teach you how to use it."
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"[u]How? And are you saying I stop training under Deity?[/u]"
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[b]Tywinn chuckles again.[/b] "No, no. Quite the opposite really. You MUST continue to learn from him. Two mentors would always be better than one, hmm?"
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"[u]Makes sense, so when do I start?[/u]"
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"Eager, eh? Before I teach you, I must tell you of what you have to do for me, in order to be under my wing." [b]The man shifted in his stance, though his posture was still straight.[/b] "Tell me of everything the deity does. What he eats, where he sleeps, what dies he do in his spare time. Anything. In exchange I will teach you." >Accept >Deny
