Sure Words
Elaryl M'Kasa, Written by Becky
Posted on Tue, Jun 15, 2010 11:10 am
“I am Aladis al’Toraine. My mother was a travelling Merchant of Caemlyn and my father a Malkierian Swordsman. This coming nameday will be my 13th with the blade, though I am rough and unpolished. I also have some experience with the Knife and a little with the Bow. I came to the White Tower to fulfil my dreams of one day becoming a Warder. I plan on specializing in the Sword. I stand ready to learn anything and everything you can teach me!” the Trainee stood back and bowed smoothly.
Elaryl nodded to him. It always struck her as strange, the number of students who professed that they were here to become Warders. She had certainly come here for that purpose, but there were always less students than she expected giving that reason for their purpose at the White Tower. This Borderlander also had about as much experience with a sword as she did; there were many students in this class who seemed close in age and experience to herself.
Of course, this experience varied: some students had received formal training, others had learned from guardsmen, others from necessity. Most types of training were a far cry from the kind they would receive at the Tower, and that was where her skill and theirs usually differed; she had the benefit of spending a little under half of her training life under the Warders of the Tower.
In any case, this Trainee certainly looked happy about being here, in a strange way; she had seen him smiling as she described the lesson, even when she had informed the Trainees of how Basic the skills they learned would be. He had no questions, so she nodded to him and learned the last two Trainees’ names, backgrounds, and ambitions. It was time to start.
OOC: Thank you for joining us—you’re not too late, but please have your responses to Parts One and Two posted by Friday, when Part Three will be up. Thanks!
In reply to Reeds for Steel: Introductions and a chance Meeting[show]/[hide]
He stood in a daze, listening as Elenna, the daughter of an Andoran Noble as it turned out, continued to give him an animated run down of her life so far. He listened politely and nodded where it was needed but for the most part kept silent. He had no idea what to say. He had known women yes, had even loved one or two but... Elenna was very VERY different from any of them. Bloody Light blasted woman IS insane! he thought incredulously. "And THEN when I was 16... OH! Shh! Its starting..." she cut off suddenly as a woman, standing at the front of the yard, wearing two badges of honour, began to speak. He listened intently and began to smile softly from ear to ear. A Sword lesson? Oh he was going to enjoy this immensely. He was young, barely 12 years, but he had spent all those years training and using the blade his father had given him when he was nine. He was young but able. He waited patiently, listening as every man and woman, in turn, introduced themselves and answered the decorated Trainees questions. When it came to his turn he bowed precisely and spoke. "I am Aladis al'Toraine. My mother was a travelling Merchant of Caemlyn and my father a Malkierian Swordsman. This coming nameday will be my 13th with the blade, though I am rough and unpolished. I also have some experience with the Knife and a little with the Bow. I came to the White Tower to fulfil my dreams of one day becoming a Warder. I plan on specializing in the Sword. I stand ready to learn anything and everything you can teach me!" he stood back and bowed smoothly. Every word of it was truth, strange as that was, but vague and incomplete. Just the way the Dark Lord would have liked it!
OOC: Hope I'm not too late!
