[Valkhala's Tears] Practice makes perfect (Venya)

An Akalak's devotion to physical prowess.

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

[Valkhala's Tears] Practice makes perfect (Venya)

Postby Favchean Hronis on November 1st, 2013, 5:51 pm

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Favchean smiles at her words and shifts so that his hands fall to each of her wrists, though the hand that takes the wrist of her dagger hand slides a little further to engulf her hand for a moment. "Grip it gently, not too firmly or it will be easy to jar from your grip, but not so loosely that the least movement sends it flying." His touch is infinitely gentle, as he moves his hand back to her wrist. His hands were large and squared, calloused from work and if his skin was not so dark the scars of practice and his rites of passage that he had participated in would be evident. She might be able to feel the rigid scar tissue on his right palm if she was paying attention.

"Ready?" He asks, the timbre of his voice lowering still in the quiet. This was the moment he loved best, the quiet stillness within his mind as both light and dark brother focused on only the movements of his body. After just a moment after asking his hand that cradles her dagger arm slides forward, his chest pressing against her for a moment before pushing her body forward just a little. The hand on her none-dagger arm raises her arm up, poising it high. Without a break, he draws the dagger hand back and up, bending her elbow in front of her face, in a defensive block. The other hand is brought to cross, creating a barrier of her arms before her face that could be dropped where ever a perceived blow would come from.

"Those are the first two poses," He still held her wrists, murmuring quietly to not break the stillness. "Do you wish to try on your own, or do you need another set to remind you?" As he speaks he slowly lets go of her wrists, giving her the choice to step away or to stay and be helped to run through the first two poses again.


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Postby Venya on November 11th, 2013, 6:56 am

His touch is gentle against her skin as he takes her wrist. His hand slides up just a little further, engulfing part of her hand. She listens to his voice, fixing her grip upon the dagger. Not to firm of a grip, not to loose. She isn’t sure that she has gotten it perfectly correct, but she thinks she is at least close. His hand slides back down to just her wrist. His touch is still gentle even though his hands are calloused and rough. They are the hands of someone who has worked hard over the years. Possibly towards something or for something. Venya can’t be sure which or if neither. There are probably scars on his hands that she isn’t paying enough attention to feel against her skin. She feels that there is something different about his right hand, but that is about it.

Venya nods as he asks her if she is ready. She waits a moment as he becomes quiet and focused. Then her arms move. The first one pulls forward. She feels his chest against her back before her body is pressed forward slightly. Her free hand is raised high above her head. It feels like something a dancer might do in a performance. With a pause, her arm with the dagger is pulled back and up. It stops so that it is crossed in front of her face. The second arm comes down and up, crossing over the first arm. Her face is blocked, she can barely see the ocean now and only if she looks above where her arms cross or under.

His voice is low and quiet, barely able to be heard when he speaks again. Venya nods slightly to simply acknowledge that she understood what he has said. He lets go of her wrists, giving her a choice. Her arms drop, but she continues to hold the dagger. Gripping it at her side. The moves seem easy enough. If she can remember them correctly. ”I think I can do them on my own,” she says in a soft, but hearable voice. She steps away just a little. Just to be out of the way should he choose to stay where he is standing. She takes a breath before exhaling. She wants to try it on her own, however, she is out of his grip now. His hold was gentle and knows what it is doing. She doesn’t know exactly what she is doing which causes her to tense up.

She takes another deep breath. Trying to relax. Her grip becomes tight as she brings the dagger up. She holds it out in front of her, doing the same motion as when he was showing her. She goes through the steps. First arm, out and forward slightly. Her free arm raised high above her head. Turn to her first arm once more, she pauses a moment as she tries to remember before pulling the arm back and up. Her movements aren’t very fluid. More tense and forceful than anything. She pulls her second arm down, crossing it over the first one. The Konti sighs. She lets her arms gently fall back to her sides, the dagger in her hand at her side again. She looks back to Favchean. ”How bad was that?” she asks, raising an eyebrow slightly as she awaits an answer that she is expecting will be a negative one.
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Postby Favchean Hronis on November 11th, 2013, 1:36 pm

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Favchean smiled and stepped backwards even as she stepped forward, his head cocked toward the side as he watched her prepare. If he were out to simply call out every thing she did wrong he had plenty of ammunition. However his opinion of teaching means that it is not a successful endeavor if one destroys the desire to learn. The first lesson is expected to be a learning experience, and novices are never going to be perfect the first time to try.

His eyes roamed her body clinically, watching muscles clench and tighten as she moved. He wasn't leering, simply making notes on style form and pose, though he could not help but admire some of the lines and curves her body gave. He remained silent through out the exercise, only speaking when she spoke again.

"It was not bad for your first time." The words are said with a smile, "Wysar must have lent you some of his discipline for you did not flail as much as some do. Though you tensed.." He moves forward once more, his arm lowering to take her wrist once more in his hand. "The dagger is not a tiger, it won't bite you if you hold on to it. Try it again, this time try to relax and not think about the dagger as much as the movements."


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Postby Venya on November 13th, 2013, 6:46 am

The Konti watches him as she listens to him. He moves forward and takes her wrist again as he speaks. He tells her what she expected. She is to tensed up and not loose enough. Not relaxed. Venya nods slowly at what he instructs. A hint of a smile twitches at her lips at his metaphor. ”I am not afraid of holding it, more afraid of dropping it,” she tells him, her voice soft once more but still loud enough to be heard. She nods again. ”Alright, got it. Think of the movements more than the dagger,” she repeats to herself. She lifts the dagger arm, taking her wrist back from his grip. She holds the dagger. A bit more loose in her hand this time. She looks to Favchean with a careful gaze as if looking for approval. Much like a child might look to their teacher when they wish to see if they are on the right track.

Venya turns her gaze back to the dagger before taking a deep breath. ”Here goes attempted number two,” she says as she gathers herself. She relaxes her shoulders. Trying to work the nerves and fears out. The dagger hand raises. She puts the arm out slightly once more. Her arm is straight as she holds the dagger out with a soft but firm grip. Carefully, she leans forward just the tiniest bit. Her legs stand straight and tall. Her back curves and her butt comes out slightly. Her second arm comes out high above her head. Without hesitation, she moves the dagger arm back and up. Her elbow is in front of her face once more. The second arm comes down and crosses over the first. The defensive position is held a moment before she releases it and lets her arms rest back at her sides.

Blue violet colored eyes turn to Favchean once more. ”Better?” Venya asks. Her voice still stays soft, but still not soft enough so that one may not be able to hear her. She keeps her eyes on the Akalak as she waits for him to tell her if she did do better. Or, if she did worse. A soft sigh escapes her throat. She feels like this second time was not as tense and tight. It seems like she was more fluid and loose. However, she isn’t sure if that is how it looked. Did she even get the steps correct?
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Postby Favchean Hronis on November 13th, 2013, 8:01 am

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Favchean did not let the smaller Konti woman distract him with her movements, not that he thought she was trying to. It just was something that he decided he would not notice while teaching her the dagger dance. Instead he nods his head when she first glanced at him, hoping it looked encouraging. He remembered his father Farlvan often doing that to encourage his son in his endeavors.

"Much better." He grumbled with a good natured grin, one hand raising to scratch the shaven side of his scalp. "We will practice those two, and then I will show you one more..this one is an offensive pose. It is pose number threee so it will flow straight from pose two."

He steps up behind Venya again, this time his hands fall to her hips to adjust her tilt. "Square up, even when just talking stand squared. More balance, more sturdiness." He recommends softly before he moves his hands up to her shoulders and glides them down to take her wrists once more to teach her the third pose.

"Third pose is a slash. This is very dangerous to use in battle because one has to always be able to drop back into number two. Never use number three unless you can do your poses from one to ten and then from ten to one smoothly without thought." This he cautioned seriously, before he suddenly was in motion. Bringing her dagger arm back behind them, with one hand on her wrist the other falls to her shoulders to bear her down just a little. "Bend your knees. and thrust from your knees not your back."

With that said, the dagger arm is dragged forward in a large upside down arc, an underhanded stabbing. Once he went over the it with her once more he steps back to encourage her to try it on her own.


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Postby Venya on November 19th, 2013, 5:43 am

Favchean’s voice comes out as a low grumble. It is hard to tell if his words are meant or not. If it weren’t for that good natured grin on his face the Konti can see, she would have been very lost on this matter. She watches as he brings a hand up and scratches one of the sides of his head for another time this morning. How many times has he done that? Venya hasn’t kept count but she does know that it has been more than once or twice. Does it mean something or is it just a natural movement meant to be ignored? The Konti isn’t sure and she isn’t given time to figure it out for more words are formed from his voice. Venya nods when he speaks of practice. That is something she knows she will need.

Venya nods once more when he speaks of learning one last pose for the day. An offensive one. That sounds like it will be interesting. She watches as he comes up behind her till she can’t any longer without turning her body around. She feels his hands on her hips, making her body stand square. He gets another nod from her when he speaks of staying in this position while even just talking. She isn’t sure she will remember to do so, but maybe she will give it a try. Sounds like it could be useful.

He moves fast next. Cautioning her to be careful with this movement before he brings her arm back behind them. She does as she is told and bends her knees slightly. She keeps her chest up, focusing her eyes on the sky so her back stays flat and straight inside of making a curve. Her legs are used as he helps her safely thrust the dagger forward. He does it again before letting her go. It feels easy when he is right behind her. His hand on her wrist and his voice telling her what to do. When he steps away though, it feels foreign. The dagger, her hold on it. Positions with her body that she doesn’t often use. Nervously she looks over to Favchean. She really doesn’t want to get this wrong. For herself mainly, to prove that she can do it. For Favchean too though. To show that he has actually been able to teach her something.

With a slight nod she turns back to the ocean. She takes a deep breath before making sure her feet and hips are all aligned. Once she is sure, she brings the dagger hand back. Her knees bend and her eyes find that high spot in the sky to keep her chest up and back straight. She thrusts with her legs again. The dagger arm comes forward in the same underhand arc he has showed her twice. The arm stops when she reaches the point where he stopped her the last two times. She grips the dagger, feeling it wanting to slip from her hand. Safely, she brings it back to her side. She turns to Favchean. “So, how was that?” she asks, ”Did I do it correctly?”
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Postby Favchean Hronis on November 19th, 2013, 1:50 pm

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Favchean had stepped far enough back so that he wasn't in the way of this maneuver, his body posture one of control and discipline. He nods his head while she steadied herself and looked to him, mostly in encouragement still. He watched her form, and then as she began the third step in the dagger dance he eyed her elbow, her knees, and the tilt of her hip critically watching carefully for any misalignment. Better to catch the problem fast before they developed into habit.

"You did well Venya." He said quietly, giving her a smile. "Only you must practice not to look up in the heavens when you do it. If your looking at the sky when you have an opponent they might be thrown off thinking you were seeing something, but most likely they will use it as an advantage and sneak in your defenses."

Otherwise it had been a good rendition of the third pose. "Practice those three daily if you truly wish to master the Dagger. "


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Postby Venya on November 25th, 2013, 7:37 am

Venya listens to him before nodding. ”Alright,” she says, repeating his words to herself mentally. She looks down at the dagger a moment before returning her gaze to Favchean. ”Look at the opponent, should I ever have one, and not the sky. Pay attention to his movements as well as my own. Correct? Though, I guess learning how to actually do that will take practice. And well, training,” she comments, mostly to herself. Her voice is loud enough for Favchean to hear though. If that is what he so desires.

Sighing softly, Venya moves closer to Favchean. She carefully holds the dagger out towards him. ”Here, this is yours,” she tells him, though, she is sure he doesn’t need reminding. ”I guess I shall have to get myself one to practice with.” A small smirk like smile touched the corners of her lips as she waits for Favchean to take his dagger back. For some reason her words make her smile. She isn’t even sure why.

Her eyes study the dark green Akalak in front of her. She wonders if she will ever see him again after today. He isn’t someone she would mind seeing again. This has been a rather pleasant experience. Even if it has been a bit confusing with the explaining of his duel personalities. The dagger dance was interesting though. Something she would enjoy continuing. To at least prove to herself that she can get good enough to do one through ten and back again. Wouldn’t that be an accomplishment? Maybe not to some, but to her it would. A dagger isn’t something she has really tried working with before today. She has found she likes it though. Something to learn and challenge herself with. She isn’t sure if she could use what she learns against another living being, but for practice and bettering herself? Definitely.
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Postby Favchean Hronis on November 25th, 2013, 4:41 pm

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The green Akalak grinned, his large hand raising to accept the dagger that the other pro-offers to him and clasps the hilt familiarly into his hand. "Indeed, practice is what makes perfect..well as perfect as we can make them. You should come by the Arma'Drex Smithy. I am an apprentice Dagger smith there, while I wouldn't suggest using one of my blades, I could help you find a hilt that would fit your hand better then this one."

Turning he looked back out over the waters, and looked out with his pale blue eyes toward the lava flow, taking in the scenic view before he smiled once more. "It has been a pleasure teaching you the beginning steps of the dagger dance. I do hope that you will find me again when you are ready for your next lesson? For now it is time I get back to the forge though."

Turning he gave her an inclination of his head before he moved off, toward the path that would take him to his place of work. Venya played on his mind, and a soft smile tilts his lips. A very beautiful Konti that one, and perhaps Lhex will guide their paths together once more.


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