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[Favchean Hronis]

Favchean easily stepped forward, his hand clasping the other Akalak in a firm grip in friendship and congratulatory manner. "I sought a weapon that I would be more free to use my body more then when I use larger weapons. It was the dagger that spilled the creatures blood that earned my second name."

Favchean looked around, just now becoming aware that there had been an audience, surprise flitting across his features. He had felt like he was clumsy and awkward, though then again perhaps the audience had been there to watch the other who had thoroughly handed him a loss. " I would like that. There are few better ways to practice and hone your skill then pitting them against a worthy opponent." A thought crossed his mind and he tilted his head to the side.

[color=purple]"Your the one that was with Kavala at the Beautyfest party? Kavala was her name I believe. Her brother is getting married shortly." Favchean adjusted his stance, spreading his feet just a little further so that there was a solidness to his form. It allowed him to relax just a little, while still maintaining his posture. "She was fairly heavily pregnant then, has she...?" He allowed his words to trail off. Konti women have far more success rates then other races but it is not unheard of for an Akalak pregnancy to also fall into failure even with that particular race.

[Riaris Dovukalis]

Riaris nodded, it had been his lakan that he used when he received his second name as well. It was how the Akalak lived, and how men were born from boys. For that reason many Akalak preferred to keep using daggers as it allowed them to use their bodies more in combat. "One can never go wrong when using their own body I'd say. No one else knows that body or how to push it to it's max."

Once the others were done watching, they returned to their own business, and the grunts and clanking resumed. Riaris popped his neck and rotated the knots out of his shoulders. He could feel the bruises and stiff muscles that had been smacked by Favchean and they were sore. He asked about Kavala, and Riaris wasn't surprised. Everyone in the city knew the woman even though she didn't actually live there.

"No, she hasn't yet but I assume any day now." Riaris liked to think and talk about the woman, but the party wasn't a good memory. Many things had went wrong that night, and he wondered if the supposed date even had a chance to start with. "What of you friend? Have you become a father?" Assuming the man was still with him, perhaps walking along, Riaria returned his wooden weapon to the rack and picked up his own.

[Favchean Hronis]

One arm was brought up, a large hand laying on his opposite shoulder, the other arm raised to lay his other hand on the elbow of the first. Gentle pressure is applied until a satisfying pop of his shoulder was felt, and the other shoulder was treated to the same treatment. He knew that he would feel this session later, no matter how much he stretched his muscles while they were still warm, however it was a feeling that Favchean relished. It meant a good workout was had, and a challenge to give himself to best the other next time.

He, too, moved off the mat so that others could take his place falling in step with the taller Akalak easily. The words he gave was nothing more polite, however Favchean sensed a certain tension in the other male when he spoke of Kavala. That night he didn't see much more of Kavala and the purple male, not since he had taken Vanator's challenge to ask a lady to dance..and he chose Rosela. When one had only two hands and the other had six, one tended to have his hands rather full. Not that Favchean complained, Rosela was charming and attractive..and safe for she was not looking much more then a solid male on her arm..arms.

"No, it hasn't been but a few years since I earned my second name..even less time since I passed the Kuvan testing. I suppose I should be beginning to look to father a son." This was said in a casual manner, Favchean was still young enough to begin to feel the pressure of the Akalak's need for progeny, but old enough to feel the shadow of it looming. His own wooden weapon was placed back gently, and he retrieved his own daggers in their sheaths.

"Did I see your name on the Kuvay'Nas volunteer list?" Favchean continued amicably, and turned toward the exit of the Sasaran, though he did not as of yet move towards it. "Now that I have gotten my mark, I stepped over to volunteer at the beginning of Winter."

[Riaris Dovukalis]

Favchean's question about Kavala brought back more memories from the party. The whole thing had gone wrong and ended up with Kavala telling him that she didn't want to see him again. She was acting childish really, after so much talk of strength and courage, all it took was one bad night and she ran away. It had been their first fight, a fight that she started and she simply couldn't handle it.

He wasn't sure what would happen next, or if he was even welcomed in her home any longer.It seemed ridiculous, after all they had been through, fighting along side each other, the good times they shared and now making a family. All of it was thrown away because she wouldn't stomach her own temper. Riaris popped his neck again an turned back to face the other that he had trained with. "It will come in time, and it will be a good day for your family."

At the mention of the Kuvay'Nas, Riaris lifted his head in pride. The Kuvay'Nas meant a lot to him, and he had put seasons of work behind it, and took on the role of guard, even though he hadn't been paid for it. "A new member, welcome brother. We could use more Akalak like you in our lodge. You will find all that you need in our ranks, and possibly something more." Nodding , Riaris tapped the male on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Come and find me when you join up, I'll be glad to show you around."

It was good to see more joining the group after there being so few to do so in the past. It was mostly because it didn't pay coin, and people didn't want to risk their lives for nothing. But to Riaris and others like him, it wasn't for nothing. It was for honor, to be a part of something bigger than themselves, and it was for Riverfall. "Remember, come and find me when you're ready, I'll make it worth your time." Riaris nodded a final time and left the dojo.

[Gossamer]

The Fates Have Spoken.

Player: Favchean
XP: Observation +5, Double Bladed Sword +5, Strategy +3, Acrobatics +1, Socialization +3
Lores: DBS: Feigning, DBS: Blocking Attacks, Sasaran: Picking Up Strangers As Sparring Partners.

Player: Riaris
XP: Double Bladed Sword +5, Acrobatics + 2, Strategy +5, Teaching + 3, Unarmed Combat + 1, Socialization +3
Lores: Sparring: Adapting Familiar Style With Unfamiliar Weapons, DBS: Half Windmill Spin, Sparring: Adapting To Unexpected Attacks & Counter Attacks, Teaching: Advising Opponents During Spars, DBS: Blocking Attacks, DBS: Feigning, DBS: Combining multiple attack moves, Sparring: Maintaining A Poker Face During Matches, Sparring: Mixing Battle Arts (BDS + Unarmed), Sasaran: Picking Up Strangers As Sparring Partners.




Notes: Nice thread to read. I gave credit for weapons, observations, and some lores. Favchean, I wish I could have given your more lores but you were kinda vague on what you were doing. Watch your tenses too, they are all over the place. Riaris, I liked your adaptations of multiple styles and your incorporation of acrobatics, though I honestly would cringe to see an Akalak doing dives and rolls irl with that big and sharp of a weapon. Great thread.. I hope to see more..

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