[Vatath Ralo Sasaran] Open Doors(Open)

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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]

[Vatath Ralo Sasaran] Open Doors(Open)

Postby Hatot on February 25th, 2011, 9:59 pm

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50th Day of Winter, 510 A.V.

Hatot stood at the front of his training room, his stance was loose and almost flowing as arm movements were slow, moving forward as his fingers were extended, his body twisting in with each strike. It was almost like a flowing water as his legs bent and upper body arched back on some occasions, his movements gradually increasing in speed. Eventually his hands began moving in blurred motions, lashing out in quick snaps as his body twisted quickly, putting most of his weight into each strike. His feet shifted back and forth almost instinctively every time his body leaned or swayed, constantly maintaining his balance, even in what seemed like awkward bends and twists.

Soon Hatot was beginning to sweat, as beads of perspiration formed over his brow. His body began ducking and rising, strikes being thrown out at various points along what would be the anatomy of a body should an opponent have been standing before Hatot. It was often that Hatot practiced between sessions with students, of which he had many coming. Many of the Akalak’s of late knew of his progression, and of his growing skill. More than a handful of them were troubled, like Hatot had been at their age. They struggled with their dark soul, their angered or malicious brother. Hatot had his own experience with Radris, and through his own interactions with Kavala, he had managed to begin his own balance with him. His own walk through life, allowed him to impart that experience upon others as a teacher.

Many of them may have needed different approaches, different talks, but in the end they all worked towards the same ends: Getting the two souls to work with one another, rather than resist each other. That was the largest challenge by far for Akalaks. Two souls, so different in nature, finding a way to work with another because they could never, at any time in their life, be rid of one another. Those Akalak who didn’t manage often found their faces tattooed and joining the ranks of the Cerulean. Because most often, it was the light soul giving way to the dark soul, and giving them more dominant control of the body.

“I could use a drink.” Radris suddenly echoed in to Hatot’s head. “You going to be done with your imaginary opponent soon?”

Hatot couldn’t help but smirk. Radris didn’t like just open handed practice in the end, he preferred something tangible that he could strike, and leave marks on. It was his form of practice in the end, and in a way, the more effective one. However Hatot didn‘t feel fighting was a necessity every time they worked on improving themselves. “Not right now Radris, we have two more classes today,” Hatot echoed back, “and appearing before our students with bruises and cuts from a brawl will send the wrong message.”

“I don’t think so,” Radris replied, “in fact if they see us with our battle wounds, they know that we use our skills, That they both effective, but not perfect either.”

“It was not the effectiveness of our skill that I would worry relaying, but the method of employing the skill.” Hatot said as he ducked, stepping forward before his hand swung back, almost forming a hook like shape. “We do not want our students moving out and picking fights as a way of practice. I’ll let you take over and head out for your practice later on.”

“Oh, alright. Just feel bored is all.” Radris echoed, giving a mild grumble.
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[Vatath Ralo Sasaran] Open Doors(Open)

Postby Kavala on February 28th, 2011, 4:01 pm

ImageKavala carefully checked right and left before she heaved the crate into her arms and made a dash for the horse gate of Sanctuary. Lately, she'd had too much help reminding her not to lift, not to carry, not to strain herself in any way. And to be honest, she was a little sick of it. Dragging the heavy crate up into her arms, she walked swiftly. All she had to do was make it out the gate, down the short drive, and across the road to the newly erected building there. It didn't seem like a truly daunting task. But it was, somewhat, to a pregnant Konti who had too many keepers. She felt like she was getting away with something or committing a crime as she fled her own home.

Kavala told herself she wouldn't bother Hatot either. She promised herself, in fact. The Konti just wanted to slip in and slip out, preferably unnoticed. So quietly she traversed the distance, opened the doorway, and slipped inside the training facility. She glanced around, looking for a likely table, and found one by the doorway. Setting the crate on the floor by it, she pulled several items from the wooden box. One was a large platter. The second was a matching platter that had a pitcher that matched to go upon it. Strewn on the platter she added a dozen little cups. A waterskin filled up the pitcher with fresh fruit juice and then small cookies and shortbread were then lined out on the matching tray without the pitcher.

Once she had the food arrayed, she added napkins and little hand-made mint meltaways that were made from her overabundance of herb stores. She added a small vase of dried strawflowers for they kept their color even in winter and even after dried. Smiling, she nodded at the display, put all the remains back into the wooden crate, and picked it back up.

Quietly, she slipped back out the doorway to head back to Sanctuary. She knew Hatot was busy teaching classes and didn't want to disturb him. But in her own way she wanted to add a little 'Welcome' touch to the new neighborhood facility.

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