Elven and human training grounds

Celovar would walk the field checking on people progress. Celovar would give Ahri a good swat on the bottom laughing as he does so before showing her the proper movements.


No, no, no. You are thinking to much into this. Use your body for the basics your mind is applies later on. Feel the blade move with the weight of your body and allow your over all weight to be balanced by this addition.

He would then demonstrate the move for her slowly.

*Eilcaryn would accept the matchup and go to Arhi*

"I hope that we can learn much from eachother."

*Smiling she would go into a defensive stance with precise movement, clearly knowledgeable to the sword and shield. She would watch Arhi's Display and then tilt her head some, although she doesnt say anything, waiting for Ahri to attack*

The sounds of swords and training so familiar to him, and so nostalgic. Hearing it again made Jin sigh. He approached the training, arms crossed and leaning his giant body against a wall, would stand and watch, wondering just how open all the training really was . . .

Celovar is clearly educating others and pairing them for sparring. Once he spots Jin he would approach him in a bit of a cold tone.

Something you want?

// Side note sorry this seems so rude its all IC.

((IC is IC dude. Yer totally fine!))

Jin pushed his glasses up his nose again, continuing to lean against the wall. "To Join you folks," he said with a shrug. "Looks fun."

I would of considered letting you join if you did not show me so much disrespect in the past. I will not allow you to participate in my training grounds. I do not like you, leave.

"I'm sorry, who showed who disrespect?" Jin let out a laugh. "It's alright. I understand. Yer just scared I'll steal yer thunder. Show ya up. I get it."

Ahri got her balance quickly, but her footwork and bladework was lacking greatly, which was probably because this was the first time she actually was fighting with a sword, wooden or steel. She lunges at Eilcaryn, quite badly, her weight coming forward, throwing her off. Her blade comes forward in a thrust which might have worked had her opponent not had a shield.

*Eilcaryn takes a step to the side and lets Ahri bounce off the shield and lets the momentum carry her on, not hitting her. If she hits the ground eilcaryn would drop her guard and check to make sure ahri is okay*

Celovar looks over Jin with a flat look.

Theres a reason I say I am the best. Don't make me draw my blade and show all of these people how a real fight looks. It would give a good perspective to see how quickly opponents fall. I will not show nor have you taint any of these people with your flawed techniques, leave.

Ahri would definitely go face first into the ground, but she would pop up quickly from the ground, brushing herself off. She was a little bit scraped up from the fall, but otherwise the only thing that was hurting terribly was her pride. Her cheeks began to turn a rosy red with embarassment.

"I'm okay, I'm okay! I swear."

She turns to Eilcaryn, the red only growing into a hot crimson. "So, uh, I guess I still have a lot of work to do. You may wish to have Celovar pair you up with someone different. I am new to the blade."

*Eilcaryn would think a moment, then speak.*

Miss, your bold attack suggests you are somewhat familiar with combat. Perhaps instead of trying to conform to the sword, you should practice with what you are comfortable with? It would be more beneficial to us both.

"And here I thought training was to clear up flawed technique. My mistake . . ." Jin just stands there, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. "Thanks fer clearin' that up for me."

Celovar gets an annoyed look on his face.

Maybe you missed the part where I told you I would not teach you because of the level of disrespect you taught me. You will not be taught here, nor will you observe others. Your presence is not welcomed not get out of here before I charge you or remove you myself.

"Charge me with what?" Jin said with a smile. "Standing here? You get annoyed anytime someone doesn't acknowledge your belief of being the best. The best don't have to have people fawn"ing over them. They already know their the best. Respect is something you earn, not something you demand. You want respect as a fighter and a teacher, show me you deserve it, don't get annoyed when you bellow and no one cares. I mean, in the time you've been here, I have not moved, and your students have gone this long without their instructor. That one over there is having a hard time not over extending herself."

Your quite aware we are on land of Myth Dranor, and due to your lack of knowledge I happen to be a law enforcer. I could charge you with at least two things right now. I told you to leave now leave. This kind of attitude is exactly why I will not teach you nor permit you to be near my training grounds.

"What things am I able to be charged with? Educate me in that."

Ahri would look over at the two men arguing with a frown before turning back to Eilcaryn, and nodding.

"I am used to combat, just not with swords. I am a Wizard, but realizing without spells I am...fairly vulnerable, I thought it would be best to learn swordplay. I will be more cautious, and stick to what I know."

She took up her stance once again, facing her opponent with her blade forward. Thing was, what she knew was very little. This was mostly trying to emulate what she saw with others. This time around, she was far more defensive almost cautious, only making small, but still clumsy attacks whenever Eilcaryn got into range.

Though it didn't truly matter, she had no idea of how to get around that shield.

Very well.

*Eilcaryn would put up her guard again, the shield between her and ahri, the sword following her target with trained prescion.  Seeing Ahri fight with the cautiousness emboldened Eilcaryn to fight more aggressively.  She would close in the gap more frequently and strike directly at her defenses in flourishes to overpower her.  After a time she would stop.*

Miss, I believe this training is pointless.  Just as much as the weave is an extension of the arcanist, so too must the sword be an extension of the warrior.  You fight with honor by using mundane equipment, but on the field you will be given no quarter.  I want you to use your stregnth, the weave, to match me.  Please.

*Eilcaryn would plant her sword in the ground and await a response*

Chorus 5 Spying on Akh'Velar,Chorus 18 Disturbing the peace, Chorus 8 Harassment, Chorus 7 Resisting an Akh'Velar in discharge of there dutys.

Now pack up and leave before I forcibly remove you from this area. You have been told multiple times you are not welcome and are disturbing myself as well as those I seek to teach. This is your last warning.

Ahri really isn't able to block the flourishes, and ends up losing her sword to her opponent. She does'nt hesitate in picking it up though nor does she look too upset, more frustrated.

"I didn't come here to spar for the sake of it, I came here to learn how to use a blade. There are reasons I am not using the Weave. This is literally my first time using a blade in a bout, so perhaps it would be best if I was paired with an opponent of similar skill level."

She turns to Celovar, who is still arguing with whomever it is he is arguing with, which seems to cause her more frustration than getting smacked around in bouts.

"Celovar, leave him, and come help teach! I don't even know the slightest method of attack and defense, nor do I know the footwork! Perhaps we could find someone of my level, like a training dummy or something?"

*Eilcaryn seems disappointed by the response but nods.*

As you wish, miss. I shall press you no further.

*Eilcaryn goes to see some of the other combatants and sees if they wish to spar.*

Celovar watches Jin to see that he leaves (If he does). He then turns around and walks over to Ahri.


You need to clam down. All of this rage is not going to make it easier for you to learn. We can do over to a training dummy and I can help you out with a few form from there.

And kin, feel free to partner up with someone else. Some of my platoon both current and former come here to train and should prove good enough to spar with.

Celovar would lead Ahri over to an area with a few training dummys. They are not very pretty but hold a small beat up wooden shield and a small wooden sword not able to be swung.

Take your stance, the position of your feet are very important.

Jin'Cathul just gave the man a shrug. He really . . . really wanted to take his students away. Not out of spite, but to save them. Who, in their right mind, pits people in sparing for their first lesson. Terrible teachers, that's what. What did fighting actually teach people anyway? Did it improve, footwork . . . no. Edge control? No. Balance? No. Only thing sparring was good for was to stop people from being afraid of the other guy's sword. It was a measure for people to see WHAT they needed to improve, not an attempt to improve them. What kind of an idiot had people sparring like this on day one? Why do all these teachers insist on doing it? You might as well just bake pies for all the good it helped the students with their own abilities.

If this was the kind of law enforcement the areas had, then Jin was glad he never used it. It was settled, he would open his own school. If for nothing else, to save the people of the area from all the bad teachers and stupid idea that everyone just kept insisting on.

Jin gave the man one final shrug and wandered off. It was also decided, as a whole, he really hated elves.

Bryanna saunters into the area, observing the current on goings as Jin makes his way off. She settles down at the edge of the field not far from where Eiclaryn and Celovar are working, opening a small book which she seems to be sketching in as she waits to be interrogated, evaluated, paired, etc as the field-master sees fit.