[Wilderness Training] Forest Training. [Solo]

[Markus Andres]

Early evening 4th of Fall - 511 AV. Markus feet ran quickly across the landscape. His powerful legs pumping his body forward in a steady but fast pace. His foot touched down on a thick log on the ground and Markus easily jumped forward. He landed in the soft underbrush and immediately pushed off again. He could feel the power rush through his legs as he pushed himself to run faster. It was exhilarating to be running and using the body. He loved every moment of it. He veered to the right, away from a tree in his path and Markus realized he was back at the camp he had made for the day. Or the beginnings of a camp. He knew his survival instructor had told him not to push at when surviving in the wilderness, but Markus was only out there for a brief time. He knew it wouldn't become much of a problem for him to survive out there for a short while. He had food and water for a good day and a half. Perhaps more if he rationed it, something he was not considering to do. Markus took his skin and drank some of the water in it and looked around the camp. He had brought a composite short bow, quiver with one dozen arrows, a dagger, a wooden heater shield and strapped on his back was the bastard sword he had inherited from his grandfather. He had a backpack with the provisions, a bedroll and a blanket and such things. Plus his survival kit, naturally. He only intended to be there for a single day. But it was best to be prepared. Especially after his training spar with Xalet early in the morning. Markus walked around and picked up some branches and twigs for a camp fire. When he had a little bundle he was satisfied and placed it next to a little hole he had dug into the ground and placed some rocks around. He did not know the purpose of the rocks, but the survival instructor had just told him to do that, something about safety or something. He tried to remember. Basic 4 things he needed. Food, check, water, check, fire, soon to be done, shelter... Markus looked over to a spot he had planned on creating a shelter. He had no idea what kind of shelter. But that couldn't take so long. Markus removed the bastard blade and the scabbard on his back and put it up against the tree where all his other weapons were. He soon reached up into the tree and his muscular fingers caught hold of the tree and Markus began to pull himself up. His strong arms, shoulders and back made it quite easy for him to do these pull ups. He cherished the feeling he got in his arms when he pulled himself up. It was amazing. His arms became hard as steel when the muscles and skin tightened with the exertion of power. Markus bent and crossed his legs. He continued this exercise for a couple of chimes before dropping to the ground again. His arms felt exhausted. But in a good way and Markus wore a smile on his lips as his hands touched the ground.