Intensive Training II: The Ways of Reaving
Glade 10th, 122nd Year
Erikson was donned in his scaled armor as he led Rickter and Patrick to another part within the wood, thankfully not the same area they were yesterday when their training started. Today it would seem they were going to take an approach on magic instead, since Rickter and Patrick both had suffered the (only slightly) brutality of Ishin's traps once before. Though he knew there would be multiple instances where he had to run through more of those, the wolf was in no absolute hurry to hurl himself into the thick of whatever the old man might cook up.
He honestly felt bad for Hannah more than anything, and Telion if she too had to actually run through such a difficult trial. "While master Ishin is focusing on all your physical prowess, I'm here to make sure your magical talents aren't ignored either."
"So does that mean we get to fling spells with you instead?" The Atinoran remarked in an aloof tone that neared curiosity, evidently trying to be funny with the Dawnmartyr as he led them further north through the wood.
"Of a sort," Erik chuckled, "I won't be teaching you much, merely, guiding your development to the best of my abilities." Now the bartender looked to him curiously dumb, the wolf observing the change in expression before simply sighing in turn.
"He expects us to learn for ourselves through expression, and use that as our guide for refining our technique."
"Ah, now that makes sense." Patrick remarked half-confidently, his smirk on the wry side as he tried to continue grasping the concept. When they'd reached a clearing where the trees were less clustered, and the lakeshore could be seen for another kilometer or two, the Dawnmartyr stopped to face the both of them before he rested his hands on his hips.
"Alright you two. Before we dive in with anything though, why don't you both remind me what powers you both have." The men he'd addressed looked to one another, ponderously, for a moment before Rickter nodded toward Erikson for Patrick to go first.
"Growing up I learned to practice a bit over time. Masquerade was the first thing our Ma taught us, but then I picked up on Traversion and Elementalism down the road. Pa also taught me Reaving, but I was still learning the practice when we left Atinaw." Erikson looked to him a little surprised, having counted four magics that the Atinoran possessed.
Judging from what I've seen him do, he's definitely a proficient Traverser. The fact he has such an array of Runes is impressive though. The wolf commended as he wondered how the Atinoran honed all his other magics, particularly since they shared a couple like Reaving and Elementalism. When Erikson's eyes fell on the wolf, Rickter straightened a bit with the loosening of his shoulders before he responded. "I learned Reaving from you, as a boy, but didn't pick up on much else until over a year ago. Negation. Elementalism. Kinetics. Traversion. And Semblance."
"Wow!" Patrick looked to him now and he seemed quite baffled by the amount as well, seeing as how Rickter possessed six Runes altogether. "Which one's your favorite?"
"...Take a guess." The wolf remarked quietly while Erikson seemed to appraise the both of them quietly.
"Elementalism?" The guess was rewarded with merely a faint smirk, before he shrugged his shoulders to the man.
"While I'll be thrilled to see you share all of this down the road, something I feel we should cover is Reaving. Specifically, where you both fall short in that." Erikson's eyes never once lifted from Rickter, clearly seeing something about the wolf that wasn't obvious to the naked eye. "Why don't we start with calling your weapons. Summon your Pact weapon of choice, and then we'll see what both can do." The Dawnmartyr instructed as he took a few steps back, the two glancing with one another before putting a few more feet of space between them as well.
He honestly felt bad for Hannah more than anything, and Telion if she too had to actually run through such a difficult trial. "While master Ishin is focusing on all your physical prowess, I'm here to make sure your magical talents aren't ignored either."
"So does that mean we get to fling spells with you instead?" The Atinoran remarked in an aloof tone that neared curiosity, evidently trying to be funny with the Dawnmartyr as he led them further north through the wood.
"Of a sort," Erik chuckled, "I won't be teaching you much, merely, guiding your development to the best of my abilities." Now the bartender looked to him curiously dumb, the wolf observing the change in expression before simply sighing in turn.
"He expects us to learn for ourselves through expression, and use that as our guide for refining our technique."
"Ah, now that makes sense." Patrick remarked half-confidently, his smirk on the wry side as he tried to continue grasping the concept. When they'd reached a clearing where the trees were less clustered, and the lakeshore could be seen for another kilometer or two, the Dawnmartyr stopped to face the both of them before he rested his hands on his hips.
"Alright you two. Before we dive in with anything though, why don't you both remind me what powers you both have." The men he'd addressed looked to one another, ponderously, for a moment before Rickter nodded toward Erikson for Patrick to go first.
"Growing up I learned to practice a bit over time. Masquerade was the first thing our Ma taught us, but then I picked up on Traversion and Elementalism down the road. Pa also taught me Reaving, but I was still learning the practice when we left Atinaw." Erikson looked to him a little surprised, having counted four magics that the Atinoran possessed.
Judging from what I've seen him do, he's definitely a proficient Traverser. The fact he has such an array of Runes is impressive though. The wolf commended as he wondered how the Atinoran honed all his other magics, particularly since they shared a couple like Reaving and Elementalism. When Erikson's eyes fell on the wolf, Rickter straightened a bit with the loosening of his shoulders before he responded. "I learned Reaving from you, as a boy, but didn't pick up on much else until over a year ago. Negation. Elementalism. Kinetics. Traversion. And Semblance."
"Wow!" Patrick looked to him now and he seemed quite baffled by the amount as well, seeing as how Rickter possessed six Runes altogether. "Which one's your favorite?"
"...Take a guess." The wolf remarked quietly while Erikson seemed to appraise the both of them quietly.
"Elementalism?" The guess was rewarded with merely a faint smirk, before he shrugged his shoulders to the man.
"While I'll be thrilled to see you share all of this down the road, something I feel we should cover is Reaving. Specifically, where you both fall short in that." Erikson's eyes never once lifted from Rickter, clearly seeing something about the wolf that wasn't obvious to the naked eye. "Why don't we start with calling your weapons. Summon your Pact weapon of choice, and then we'll see what both can do." The Dawnmartyr instructed as he took a few steps back, the two glancing with one another before putting a few more feet of space between them as well.
"Common" "Synskrit" "Norvaegan"
"Rickter" "Patrick"
"Rickter" "Patrick"
"Every side attacks you when you don't pick sides."