(Sword Training)
Reskeme rummaged around his room, checking boards and trying to pry them off with his fingers. Most of the boards were solid, but one had an obvious wiggle. Reskeme dug his fingers around the rough board excitedly. Maybe he could actually hide the scroll and his last coin? He wiggled the board back and forth, back and forth. The board creaked and groaned as he strained to move it.
Being impatient, Reskeme tried moving the board too fast. Gripping the board hard, straining, his hand slipped, slamming his knuckles on the wall. Ouch! Reskeme yelled, waving his hand. Shaking the pain from his hand, Reskeme eyed his enemy, taking a new line of attack. One minute later and after leaning into the wiggling, the stupid plank came off unexpectedly fast.
The plank frapped Reskeme right on the forehead, "Ouch! Shit!" He cursed. Reskeme mumbled Plank two Reskeme zero. After the plank attacked him, it was easier to remove the second and last metal spike holding it on. He was running out of patients at the stupid plank. But Reskemes determination gave victory, and he was able to pry the small nails out of the wall.
Yes! Reskeme shouted, remembering he needed some lock picks. Reskeme wondered if he could file down the nails and make a wrench and pick with them. Surely It was possible as the spikes were long and thin. There was a gap between the wall with dust, Reskeme would need to wipe down where he wanted to put the scroll.
Reskeme cleaned the floor for the little hiding spot with his washrag. After all, that was what it was for, right? After giving it a good once over, he decided it was good enough, and gently placed his copper and scroll inside. Reskeme placed the wall plank back into the gap on the wall and smacked it with his hand to set the nails so the board didn't look so obvious.
Now, with the important things out of the way, Reskeme could finally get some sleep. The morning would be another hard one. Today was a tough day, but he had discovered a lot. Besides the nerve-wracking parts, it excited Reskeme for the morning. Not dying was at the top of his list after all. With getting stronger, maybe he could eat every day? Crawling into his sack with a groan, he shut his eyes. Reskeme had pleasant dreams, with visions of bread steaming, cheese melted on top. Maybe even meat would soon be possible?
Reskeme woke up, his body aching as he lay in bed listening, wondering what woke him up. A door down the hall closed loudly with a Bang!...Bang! Followed by the second bang with someone who was cursing loudly as they walked away. He waited for the steps to fade before he got out of his cotton sac. Reskeme had no desire to attract the attention of someone who was in a foul mood.
Deciding He needed to go to the training yard, Reskeme double-checked his treasure. Making sure the board was tightly fastened before exiting the room. Reskeme left down the hall, taking the opposite hall as the one towards the kitchen. Promising himself something nice bread later, he stopped in front of the training yard sign. He winced when he walked but it wasn't so bad., Reskeme smiled, he actually had magic. If he could learn to use it, life would get better he just knew it.
He entered the open air, breathing deeply, eyeing the blue sky. The sun was still not over the horizon, as Terrance was Just arriving on the field for another day of training. All the students including were already in the field lounging around in separate corners. When the trainer entered the hall, all the four boys including him and the 2 girls got to their feet. Reskeme assumed that when the trainer was around, slacking off was a bad idea.
"Fall inline! The other students, two boys and two girls got in a straight line in front of the trainer followed by Reskeme," Terrance shouted.
"Today is a special day of the week, it is duelling day. We are competing with the students of Rufus. To decide who gets a mission that was posted by the guild master. Do not worry if you are not in first place. There will be another mission posted tomorrow. Only the top four of you have a chance of going on a mission to make some money." said Terrance puffing out his chest.
"If you think that is unfair, your right. Life is unfair, live with it. You will fight each other one on one in a duel style until there are two people remaining. The last two students will fight later in a team fight against two of the students of Rufus." said Terrance.
Around him, the two larger boys were grinning and were eying up their competition. While the others were trying not to look like they were concerned. Reskeme smiled widely his heart raced.
Quiet! Terrance shouted over the chatting of the students.
"Go get your weapon and return to the line I will choose you at random." said Terrance
Reskeme grasped his long staff. After all the students got there chosen weapon, Reskeme swallowed hard. He was against two of the boys who had swords, the last one was using what could only represent a hammer.
One girl was using two small swords, and the other had a long spear. Each person held their weapon casually, like they had done this before. Some looked like they were eager for the fight and stood tall. While the others, the slackers of the group. Restlessly shuffled, eyeing their competition.
Terrance called over the two tallest boys, "Hey! You two come over here."
The boys walked over and stopped in front of Terrance.
"You two are a part of the first group. Go practice in the corner. The first mission is yours if you beat Rufuses best team. The Older boys grinned, jogging to the corner, the slapped each other on the back. Reskeme thought the other student would be angry. But the two girls and the remaining boy were actually smiling now.
Get ready! The four of you are doing two matches each. If you win both matches or even one win one loss, you can do another match to decide who is the winner." said Terrance.
"You two" Terrance said, pointing at Trisha who carried two swords and then pointing at Reskeme. Reskemes heart skipped a beat, he gripped his staff.
Trisha sauntered to the ring. Reskeme walked after her. To the ring, his palms were sweating, but he didn't want to show weakness. " Go Trisha Go! Kick that demon's ass, show him not to mess with you." shouted the other girl.
" Thanks Eliya, I will." said Trisha grinning back at her. Reskeme wondered what it was like to have friends?
Shaking his head, Reskeme put both hands on his Naginata. Spreading his feet, hoping the girl couldn't see his shaking hands. Trisha eyed up Reskeme. It was not the look a woman gives a man. It was the look of a cat eyeing a mouse, waiting to pounce.
" You know the rules, don't go full force with headshots, only surrendering and getting nocked out of the circle will lose you the fight. Anyone who breaks the rules, Josh, will be punished." Shouted Terrance. Reskeme breathed deeply, watching Trishas swords as they swung lazily around.
"Ready! goo!" Terrance shouted.
Trisha instantly propelled off her back foot causing sand to fly, leaning into the swing she brought around her left a sword. Reskeme saw her hesitation to strike. It must be a fake. With a step to the side and back, the swing missed. Her second sword darted forward like an arrow in a lung.
Trisha miscalculated the fake and now had to commit to a lunge. Propelling herself forward with her back foot, she tried to stab Reskeme in the side. Reskeme gasped, brushing her thrust aside and swinging the butt end of his staff towards her chest. Trishas eyes bulged.
The butt end of his spear clipped her side. Yes, he thought. She had fallen for his trap. Trisha quickly recovered and stepped back. Meanwhile, Reskeme was cheering in his head. He had actually hit her? Trisha grinned as she saw the look on his face. She ran in with a swing towards his leg and chest. Smack! Reskeme blocked one sword, but the second struck his leg. Reskeme grimaced, maybe he shouldn't celebrate before he actually won.
Trisha wasn't letting him get ready. He stagger as she slashed for his legs and chest. This time he blocked the first one while stepping back from the second one. Trisha changing strategies, propelling off the heels of her feet, diving in for a lunge. The pesky woman stayed in close, making Reskemes long staff hard to use. Close to his chest, Reskeme didn't notice that the lunge was the feint and moved his staff to deflect.
Reskeme fell off balance as she let her sword get pushed to the side. Trisha forced the butt end of his spear to the side with her left sword. Reskeme staggered his weapon out of position as Trishas sword slammed into his side again.
Reskeme winced, damn she is fast, he thought. He panted, cradling his throbbing side. Groaning, he shook out his arms, monitoring the young woman. Trisha gasped for breath, her curly black hair tied behind her head. Trisha circled, but Reskeme didn't mind. She was clearly more experienced in fighting.
Reskeme took the attack, using his long-range weapon to thrust at her side. Which was easily blocked by her left sword? She tried to move in his guard, but this time he wasn't allowing it. Making her step back with a sweep towards her legs, forcing her to block by leaning down with her right short sword.
Reskeme would thrust at Trisha, she would block with one sword and move in to stab or slash with the other. Reskeme would sweep his staff, forcing her back. She was gasping for breath now; it was clearly his advantage.Reskemes hands were sweaty and he could feel his clothes sticking to him. The bruises were not helping him either. Trisha was no better as she had slowed considerably, but clearly would not give up the fight.
Reskemes staff dipped with fatigue. The damn thing was getting heavy, he thought. This was what his opponent was waiting for. She lunged, deflecting his Naginata with a lot of force, throwing Reskeme off balance. He leaned back, but his staff was way out of position. Reskeme retreated, taking three steps back to block. Trisha would not let him go. She charges, slashing at his leg with a meaty smack! His heart fell as a halfhearted swing at her chest deflected.
The spectators watching in awe as the two combatants had what they could only call an epic beat down. Both fighters were laying traps and countering each other's traps. They weren't very good at fighting, but their speed and tactics made the duel impressive even to Terrance.
Reskeme tripped as his leg screamed with pain. The blunder cost him. Trisha jumped forward and was now in his range, forcing him to block and only use his shaft. She swung towards his left leg. He cursed and lifted his foot to step back, Trisha grinned at this. Reskeme swallowed, oh crap. She jumped forward and body-slammed him.
That is when her body slam came in to throw him onto his back. Reskeme groaned and stared up at the morning sky, wondering if this is how every fight would go. All of his energy, his body drenched in sweat and aching.
He gasped for air. The scuffle of boots on sand and Trisha's face appeared above him, grinning. To Reskemes surprise, she held out her hand. Reskeme took the hand, groaning while he was pulled to his feet. Well, a loss was a loss. He would beat her next time.
"Damn you hit hard I'm going to have bruises for a week." Reskeme said,
Thanks, and you got me good with that faint of yours. It was a good hit." said Trisha, smiling. Reskeme laughed and smiled back at her. She took a step back with a grimace. Oh, right, Reskeme remembered, he looked like a monster.
" Maybe I should smile while we are fighting? If it makes you uncomfortable." said Reskeme laughing.
" That actually might work. Im sorry, I did not mean to offend you." said Trisha flushing in embarrassment.
" It is ok, thanks for the fight. I learned a lot." said Reskeme.
" You are weird, who thanks someone for beating them up?" said Trisha.
"Not to bad, your fighting style sucks, your tricks were useful. But poorly done. You need to learn spear forms to learn to thrust and to swing that thing properly. Also, you need to remember that is a slashing weapon. Twice where a slash with the spear into a thrust could get you a hit." Lectured Terrance.
" It is not my fault I have never done it before." said Reskeme scowling.
" Also, your footwork is garbage. You allowed Trisha to get the advantage at least four times in that fight because you were standing still. You have a Naginata, not a dagger. Keep her at the range of your weapon." said Terrance, glaring at Reskeme.
Reskeme wasn't mad at the Trainers' words. He was excited finally, something he could work on improving his fighting.
" Not to mention, you only used half of what your weapon can do. It's not a spear, it is a Naginata use it like one." said Terrance. The Trainer was in his element and wasn't letting anything pass. Reskeme flushed at the harsh words or the trainer.
The gruff Trainer turned to Trisha "And you!" Her face went red as Terrance described how she had fallen for not one but two feints in the fight.
Getting in the reach of a spearman is of most importance. You did that well. And throwing your opponent off guard to knock him over was a good move. Reskeme got some hits on you and you got hits on him." said Terrance, frowning.
Seeing their smiles, the trainer Scowled.
"Why are you smiling? If you were using actual weapons, you both would have gotten severe cuts. And without healing magic, you may have died!" Terrance shouted.
" Don't worry, I will reward both of your performances with double the training later." said Terrance grinning.
"Get out of the way. Up next we have the other Two Eliya versus Josh." said Terrance.
Trisha and Reskeme moved over to the side to watch the match of the next two fighters. The boy looked cocky in Reskemes opinion. And The girl held her staff casually in two hands.
Reskeme asked Trisha, "Who do you think is going to win?"
Trisha looked over at the two in the ring.
"Eliya is definitely going to win." She replied with complete confidants.
"If she gets hit by that hammer, she will not get back up."Reskeme said.
"Eliya is fast and good with a spear. Her skill and footwork are definitely better than mine."Trisha said. Reskeme yawned. Reskeme got some water from the water barrel, The cold water was refreshing and made him a shiver as it cooled him down. Reskeme came back just in time for Terrance to shout Goo. Reskeme was excited maybe he could learn something from watching Eliya.
The fight was one-sided Eliya was good! Reskeme thought. The mace wielder charged her like a bull with an overhead swing. Eliya stepped to the side, dodging the hit easily, and gave a quick thrust. Josh had swung with all his might and was thrown off balance. The point of the spear jabbed Josh right in the side, causing him to gasp in pain.
Reskeme swallowed, it was his turn next to fight Eliya. Damn, he hoped she didn't hate him. Or he was going to be a walking bruise.
" Trisha, any advice so I do not get my ass kicked by Eliya? said Reskeme laughing nervously.
" Hmm, you could give up? Or, run and hide." Trisha said smirking.
" Now that is not helpful advice at all." said Reskeme grimacing.
" If you be nice and give her a compliment, she might not hit you to many times." said Trisha whispering.
Eliya swung the butt of the spear and hit Josh on the ribs. Spinning the spear and swinging the butt end behind joshes knee, with a painful sounding frap. Josh cried out as he fell flat on his back. Eliya seeing her opening moved forward and brought her weapon down with a loud smack on his chest! Reskeme cringed. Eliya put her spear at thrashing Josh's throat, forcing him to give up.
Reskeme stared in shock before turning to Trisha.
"She kicked that boy's ass. Will compliments really work?" Asked Reskeme.
"Told you she would, Josh made Eliya angry. Let this be a lesson, do not make her angry." said Trisha.
" Right, thanks for the advice." said Reskeme, swallowing hard.
Terrance stormed towards Josh. Then yelled spittle shooting out of his mouth. How Josh was so obvious with his attack, he should have just told her what he was going to do. After that followed insults about the boys' lineage and that a donkey had better footwork.
Josh's eyes watered. He was holding his bruised arm and glaring at Eliya with hate.
"Training you is a waste of my time, you forget everything I teach you when you fight! It has been weeks of training. And when you finally get the chance for a fight, the first thing you do is put your head down and charge." Shouted Terrance.
With a sigh Terrance said, "Alright Trisha you are up against Josh, Eliya you are fighting Reskeme. Reskeme knew without a doubt that he was going to experience pain today. That lady was brutal and efficient with her fighting, Reskeme just hoped she wasn't that ruthless to everyone. Reskeme waved at Eliya as she approached the two. Eliya's smile turned to a frown as she glanced at Reskeme, then back to Trisha.
"I love your fighting style, you are fantastic." said Reskeme hoping the compliment would help. His stomach turned when she frowned, brows furrowing at the compliment.
(Magic Training)
It wasn't long before Josh got off his ass and was ready to fight Trisha.
"Do not be so stupid this time." Terrance demanded
Reskeme sighed, he wished he could fight Josh instead. Both fighters got in the ring and got ready. Josh was favouring his leg it was probably still in pain. And waving his hammer awkwardly. After that last fight, Josh was now slow and in pain, making the fight against the quick fighter Trisha very one sided.
To Reskeme it didn't even look like a fight, It looked like she was hitting a training dummy. Trisha took rapid steps around Josh, dodging his slow swings and using her dual swords with brutal efficiency. She hit his leg, causing him to stumble. He straightened up and swung his heavy mace at her, but she dodged easily. Her next hit was a lunge. She propelled herself with that astonishing speed.
She came in after his swing and hit his stomach, making his breath whoosh from his chest. Trisha was stepping aside and pivoting as she followed up with a backhand slash to the back of his head. Josh crumbled to the ground, gasping and cursing Trisha while trying to take deep breaths.
She raised her sword to strike and asked, "Do you surrender, or do you wish to continue being my practice dummy?"
"I surrender you stupid! Ugly-" before he could finish that last part Trisha kicked him in the chest, Josh sputtered and coughed.
"Trisha wins, The next two are Reskeme vs Eliya!" Terrance shouted.
The trainer grabbed Josh and dragging him out of the ring. Terrance glared at Josh as though the boy had failed him.
"If you don't work your ass off josh for the next month. I'm sending you down to Jarcies class, and trust me all they do down there is beat up boys like you." Terrance said. Josh smiled at the comment..
"Run 100 laps, The boy started running with a dejected look on his face starting his laps." said Terrance scowling.
Eliya gave Reskeme a look. It wasn't the malice she had shown to Josh, though it most certainly wasn't kindness. Eliya was in the ring, looking like a beast to the now extremely nervous Reskeme. It was like as soon as he had seen her battle she went from a tall girl to this tall warrior woman. Reskemes hands were sweaty on his weapon and his body sensing the danger was pumping him full of adrenaline.
Eliya watched, cocking her head at his hesitation. Reskeme tried to act confident as Eliya studied his step. He was shaky, beads of sweat running down his back. Eliya's legs spread shoulder-width with her staff in between her. Following Reskeme as he entered the circle.
Reskeme Entered the ring trudging as a hangman to the gallows, he knew he would surely lose. Upon this thought, he realized what did he have to lose? Maybe getting some lessons from an accomplished staff wielder would benefit him? With renewed confidence and some excitement, Reskeme moved forward. His change in stance made Eliya take a step back. She clearly thought he had given up, but now he was offering a smile.
Reskeme waited for the call to start. He focused, trying to ignore that nagging feeling that this was going to suck. His Naginata was ready. Go!! The moment Terrance shouted, Reskeme Pressed off his back foot in imitation of Trisha. The lunge astonished him as he used the tip of his spear to push Eliyas staff aside. Before ducking low in a quick sweep with the butt end of his staff. The speed and ferocity of his attack took Eliya completely off guard. She moved to block, but her surprise cost her a glancing attack to her knee. Elya grimaced.
Being no complete amateur, Eliya did three steps to the side. Followed by a deflect of the thrust Reskeme had pointed for her side. Reskeme over committed to the thrust. He was off balance when she capitalized on his mistake. Pushing his spear point away, Eliya slammed the butt end of her staff into his gut.
Winded Reskeme could block the follow up. She struck him again with a back sweep of her staff to his other side. Reskeme retreated, wincing, and finally got himself under control. Reskeme remembered he needed to keep moving. He stepped to the side, monitoring the grim faced Eliya. Eliya was already doing the same, The smooth calm she had at the beginning was gone now she had a wide smile on her face.
She clearly loved sparring, In a move that was slowly becoming his move, Reskeme leaned into the lunge and jumped forward in another copy of one of Trishas moves. Alright, it was a poor copy, Reskeme thought. Right as she was going to deflect the thrust, he went for a slash at her head.
She wasn't ready for this attack and only got her weapon in the way by sheer Reflexes alone. Reskeme tried what the trainer recommended. He stepped forward for a thrust after the slash. Eliya's staff was parallel with the ground for a block. So his thrust caught her cheek as his point was in line with her face after the slash.
Eliya grinned at him, hitting his hand. Reskeme winced, letting go with one hand. Realizing her opponent was weakened. Eliya struck at his staff. Reskeme was only holding the staff with one hand when Elya struck, that's when the staff went flying out of his hand. Eliya wasn't an idiot she hit the back of his leg throwing him off his shaky feet and onto his back.
Reskeme held up his hand before she could do her execution move, and in a gasping voice said," I surrender."
Eliya was breathing evenly, she was wasn't, even winded from the duel. While Reskeme gasped, his cloths sticking to his skin. He had hit her twice, although only a couple glancing blows.
"Well done, you both did well. Congratulations Eliya, you and Trisha are fighting two students of Rufus in a team fight." said Terrance, smiling proudly.
Turning to Reskeme, Terrance said, "And you. Nicely done, you actually learned something from that fight."
Reskeme sighed with relief. A compliment, followed by a dejected sigh upon Terrance's next words.
"Now the compliment is out of the way, for losing both of your fights you get to run around the yard fifty times. Feel lucky I'm only making you do half." said Terrance.
Trisha and Eliya were smiling like they had won a prize until Terrance turned to them.
"You two think you get to slack off? Oh no, I think you also get to run fifty laps. Get going you slackers," Terrance shouted!! Go! Go! Go!
Reskeme crawled to his knees, everything hurt. The bruises were going to be painful; he had to shake the sand off his shirt and fetch his staff. That hurt, he thought! Bending over to pick it up was unpleasant. The staff was in Reskeme's hand as he started his laps. The two girls were carrying their weapons on their run, so he figured he would get punished if he set it down. The trainer was strict, but he was fair, Reskemes respect for Terrance was slowly growing. Reskeme was breathing hard and drenched in sweat. He half walked, half jogged around the yard.
It took him five times longer than the others, but he finished his fifty laps and not a moment too late. It was time to go to magic training. Reskeme hung his weapon on the training rack. The damn Naginata made his arms feel like rocks from carrying it the whole run. That was probably the purpose of doing it, to increase his strength, Reskeme thought.
Reskeme shuffled towards the door. Reskeme had never been this tired physically and was sure his body was going to stop working. With a pained smile, he moved outside the door. Luckily, the door opened easily. He made his way down the hall to his hated enemy stairs!! After overcoming his biggest opponent, he finally arrived. Although now he had some scuffs on his knees. Okay, maybe he crawled up the stairs. Reskeme had to take a deep breath before he opened the doors to the mage's training grounds.
Reskeme entered the training grounds. It was well lit from the noon sun. Rufus and to his surprise, Enis was there with a pig. Reskeme was contemplating why there were three pigs in this yard.
"Get over here boy, we don't have all day." said Enis Impatiently. Limping over, Reskeme did as he was asked.
"We are going to see if you can heal this pig. First, sit down." Rufus demanded.
Reskeme sat down. He was too tired to complain about it. The mage took a yellow flower out of his robe and gave it to Reskeme. The flower smelled musky and sweet at the same time.
"What is this flower for?" Reskeme said.
"Shut up and focus. Shut your eyes and feel as I pull mana through the plant and into you." said Rufus..
Reskeme gulped, this was probably dangerous to his health. But the thought of it being life mana made him feel better about his odds. Rufus put his hand over Reskemes, the man's soft hand cradling his. Reskeme could see the Bright glow as Rufus channelled mana. The glow was bright green. It felt like something was being filtered into Reskemes hand, up his arms and into his entire body. The mana flowed through every limb, Reskemes entire body was tingling.
The master said, "Good, can you feel it?"
"Yes, it feels like I have a sunburn inside my body."said Reskeme.
"Now follow my commands, channel your mana to your hands. Push it back out into the world focus on the plant." said Rufus.
"Good," Rufus said. Reskeme did so his entire body felt on fire, it was hard to keep the mana flowing through his veins.
Reskeme focused, trying to push the mana that Rufus had channelled into him back out. His mana slowly leaked from his hand into the plant. Reskeme wasn't accurately putting it all into the flower. Some mana was leaking around the flower.
"What the hell?" shouted Rufus.
Reskeme, startled, opened his eyes. The flower was burning, drifting to ash. It had decayed and was turning to dust. In only a few seconds, the flower went from green and lively to dead. The master stare agape, and Enis took a step back.
"What just happened," Enis asked.
"He must have just channelled too much mana into the plant." Rufus said.
"We will try on something alive" said Rufus standing as he walked over to the pig.
Rufus took out a little knife with some salve. He put the salve on the pig's back and its shoulder before making a cut the length of a finger. Reskeme's eyes widened at what Rufus had just done? The pig did not seem to notice anything, oinking happily. Reskeme wasn't squeamish around blood, this wasn't his first time seeing the red substance. The cut was just so unexpected.
"Alright, try again to channel your life mana onto the pig's shoulder." said Rufus.
Reskeme was hesitant, The two mages seemed like they knew what they were doing. So he followed their instructions. Reskeme tried on his own to channel his mana. He failed the first time, the second time. Again he tried and failed again. The third time he tried to imagine himself pulling in the green magic of life and still nothing.
Rufus had to guide him through it, only this time he didn't do it for Reskeme. Slowly but soon mana was in his veins, circling his body. It was a lot less than when Rufus was channelling it for him. The mana thin, his body burning from the inside.
Sweat flowed down his face, the pig that was in front of him stood and patiently waited as he was channelling his mana.
"Good, now channel your mana into the wound." said Rufus.
Reskeme stare in wonder as he put his hands just over the wound. Light green mana covered his fingers. His body vibrated as he pushed out all his mana, forcing it into the cut. Reskemes gasped, the light changed, glowing dark green, the glow flickered like a flame.
The magic poured into the wound. A moment later the pig screamed, Reskeme stared in horror as the pig's wound turned grey and peeled while turning to ash. The pig flailed, screaming in pain on the floor. It was kicking and flopping around as the dark green fire covered its body. A vile plume of smoke drifted to his nose, Reskeme gaged bile rising to his throat. For twenty seconds Reskeme, Rufus and Enis watched in disgust, fascination and horror. As Reskemes efforts to heal the poor pig ended in it dying in horrible agony.
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