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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by XxZANExX13:
12/10/2016 7:16:44 PM
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He quietly moves closer, hiding behind a nearby tree as he strains his ears, trying to listen in.
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The man who was talked smoothly, each word like a blow of a flute. He had his arms crossed, but Rorek still could not see his face. Tywinn sat on a stump in front of the tall man. The man spoke to Tywinn, like a business partner. But he definitely knew him. "So how is it that you remain here? Your place could be on the isles. I would so love to have you..." "Hmph! If you think I'd go to those blasted bloody isles think again. I'd rather fu[i]c[/i]k a hog before living there." "As per usual. You displease me my Pere. I have you come back and for what is it now...?" "Oh shut up [i]boy.[/i] You need me more than I need you." "Ah. Fair point...." The man raised his nose. Sniffing the air. "Ahhh....but how much do you need the boy....?" The man turned to where Rorek was, and the little soldier could see his face. His eyes were a deep, burning, glowing orange. His lips were cracked, but the pale matte lip liner did its best to cover them up. His skin was completely pale, and the man's features were sharp and attractive. Tywinn turned his head to Rorek. And he frowned at the tree. "Boy! Get the hell out from behind the tree ya damn squirrel!"
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He moves out from under the tree, walking over to Twyinn. "Damn it, how did you smell me? I showered before I came to the forest!"
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The man chuckled, and he approached Rorek. Each step was graceful, and balanced. "Oh, you are funny aren't you?" The man raised his right hand to the bottom of Roreks chin. His sharpened nails just barely scratching at the small hairs Rorek grew there, and It sent shivers up his spine.
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Edited by XxZANExX13: 12/10/2016 8:40:42 PMHe jumps back, placing a hand on his blades handle. "Ok, I have this thing called personal space and you just violated it...."
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He laughed again. And turned his head to Tywinn. "He's a jumpy one isn't he? Hmmmmm. I'll be off then. I'll leave you to your...pet." The man turned to take his leave, and he grinned at Rorek. His teeth... They were not normal. But, the man still walked away, and through the woods. Then, he seemed to disappear in the darkness. Tywinn stood up from the stump. And pushed his cane into the ground gruffly. "Hmph! The little bat.... Are you ready for today's lesson Boy?"
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"Yeah...Is he a werewolf or something? Cause he creeped me the hell out...." He removes his hand from the blade, and walks over to Twyinn.
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"Errr. Close enough of a guess I suppose. Anyways! It doesn't matter! Today... I want to work on your powers."
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"Which ones, my flame powers or my demon king powers?"
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"I would you to explain them both to me Boy! Don't be asking me stupid questions!"
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"Well my flame powers are recent. For a short time I can summon and control Hellfire, although afterwards I'm extremely drained. I can also apply the the hellfire to my Greatsword, and by doing this I can unleash a powerful flame wave. There are two ways for me to go into Demon King form. One way is if I get extremely pissed off il automatically transform. The other way is kinda strange. The more I bleed, the more powerful and faster I become. Once enough blood has been gathered, I transform. Demon king form grants me the armor of, you guessed it, The demon king. This armor is very tough and provides a lot of defense, and my blade unlocks it's true form, increasing its damage output. I move much slower however, due to the weight of the armor.
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"Flames then. ...yes. That'll do. Today Rorek, I will teach you how to utilize what I call a "ward."' Tywinn backed up to the opposite side of the grove. "Alright, Boy. Send you hellfire at me! With everything you have!"
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"Il try...." He conjures his hellfire, a blue flame outlining him like Zane's aura as he sighs. "Man, this shit makes me TIRED." He focuses his flames into his hand, a blue fireball forming. The grass around him starts to burn a bit. "Hyaa!" He throws the ball at Tywinn.
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Tywinn waved his left hand, then, a glowing green barrier surrounded him. It was small, but it went around his entire body like a shield. When the Hellfire hit the ward, it coated it, and the fire seemed to be sucked into the magical barrier which turned its colour to match the flames. Tywinn kept his hand raised, and was unharmed as he kept the barrier up.
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"Damn, now that's impressive! What kind of magic is that?"
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"I told you boy! It's a ward! Open your ears!" The barrier then folded and condensed into a small ball, which hovered over Tywinns hand. "The ward is a defensive technique. It can be used by using your very life force and expanding it to protect yourself. It requires patience, strength and technique. All things we have been training within you. But, not only is it defensive, it can also be used as an offensive spell!" Tywinn let the ball shoot from his hand, and it sped by Rorek, knocking him down from the force of the speed. The ball hit a large oak tree, and as it hit it the tree instantly exploded into it pieces. Bark flew everywhere, and there was nothing left of the tree.
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He coughs as he gets back up, the hell fire fading. "Damn, that's awesome!"
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"You're DAMN right it is! I can't guarantee you will EVER learn to use the ward offensively. It will require constant practice! But... I think we can get your ward barrier up today. Wouldn't you say...?"
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"Hell yeah! But um.... Would you mind explaining how to form it?"
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"Mmmm. Of course I will you dolt! Now... Think of it as an extension of your very life. Your Aura if you will. What you must do, is relax your mind. Clear your head in a situation that requires one that his filled. Let your life take itself, into its own hands. I will throw as small ball of shock at you. Your job is to attempt to bring up your ward before It hits you! Go!" Tywinn quickly jolted his hand, and a small ball of electricity began to fly at Rorek.
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He focuses, and a blue flame ward forms in front of him and absorbs the shock. He starts to breath heavily.
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The shock seems to take over the ward, however. And Rorek is sent flying back, landing on his rear. "Hahaha! Good! GOOD! Get up! We go again!"
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"Right...." He gets up, breathing heavily and sweat dripping from his brow.
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Tywinn's hands lit aflame. He charged a small fire ball between his hands and aimed it at Rorek. "Now!" Back at the house, Zane and Falk had already gotten all the walls to the house done. The pleasant to look at oak matched the spruce wood beams, and the two were already working on building a second and final floor. They had built the stair case, and the two were hanging from their harnesses as they were putting the planks of wood into place.
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Edited by XxZANExX13: 12/10/2016 11:20:08 PMHe sighs as he hammers the wood into place, holding it with his prosthetic. "You know what, best thing about having a prosthetic? No splinters!"
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"Ha! No shit eh? I think gloves can solve that problem though." Falk screws In some screws with a drill. Getting the planks in place. He raised another plank with a rope, and rests it on the framework.
