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Moltove · **02-10-2013, 02:12 AM**

"Me? Hm." Ken glanced around, taking in the rest of those gathered. His eyes narrowed as his gaze lingered on the girl and Highlander briefly. Rubbing his chin, he turned back to Farridor.

"Heh. I just didn't have anything better to do," he said with a wry grin. "I lost my job and thought I could prove myself here. Maybe join the Adders myself, if they're paying."

The Miqo'te cocked his head, eying the Hyur speculatively. "So, a blacksmith's apprentice. Well, you already know how to hammer things into submission. I'd say that's half the battle. Maybe learn a little finesse, and drink plenty of milk while you train." He nodded sagely.

Farridor joined the Miqo'te in the view before grumbling at the words spoken to him. "Hrmph.. Ahm no kid, Ah don't need any milk..Ahm jus' trained ta do what I been told!" Farri said, begrudgingly. He shot a glance at Ken before looking back down at his weapon in his arms. Perhaps he was better off going home, he pondered as some of the less-dry dye seeped into the cloth of the shaft of the now defunct guisarme. Sighing an irritated, though disappointed breath, he changed the subject, looking over to the huge, taught beast of a man towering over most of those around him.

"Ah hope they don' pair us off...Ah hate te be paired with that guy.." He pointed in the direction of the Highlander, already knowing some poor soul will be stuck face to face with Death incarnate.

TheLastCandle · **02-10-2013, 03:25 AM**

Ken peered in the direction Farridor pointed, lifting one hand to shade his eyes from the sun as he looked the Highlander over appraisngly. "You're wrong," he said distractedly. "Calcium is important. Helps keep your bones strong and healthy." He narrowed his eyes a bit, eyeing the smaller figure for a moment longer with a thoughtful frown.

Suddenly, he turned back to the Farridor. "Hey. Let's introduce ourselves to the other trainees." He made a grab for Farridor's wrist and immediately started toward the girl and Highlander. As he walked, he continued rambling. "It'll help build camaraderie. A unit needs that like our bones need calcium; without it, the delicate framework holding it together falls apart."

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Aysun · **02-10-2013, 12:03 PM**

The girl bristled slightly as the Highlander berated her for her answer. Of course she didn't think of such things. She was obviously too young to have experienced any sort of battle herself.

She glared at him, boldly stating the obvious, "Y'ain't very nice." As far as she was concerned, that was that. She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She turned away from him.

She was regretting succumbing to curiosity and coming here now, as more joined the group. She looked to the Miqo'te and Hyur as they arrived, arms hanging at her sides again, no longer mimicking the 'mean Highlander's' stance.

Deirdre · **02-10-2013, 02:49 PM**

He shrugged the girl off, he didn'tlike the difficult ones, he wanted to put in as little effort as possible in to keeping their attention. Is she thought he was mean, she would not last a tick in actual battle.

He kept his place, feet solid in theground as he noticed the other two walking over, one blabbering on about milk of all things. Twelve, he enjoyed a good glass of milk like anyone else, but ale sounded much sweeter at that moment.

Sighing deeply the Highlander shiftshis weight, but remains silent for now, an observer.

Moltove · **02-10-2013, 05:56 PM**

Farri shook his head, "Nah, flagon of ale or mead is wha--!!" but to no avail he was snatched up and almost literally drug over to the girl and Highlander, "N-nah is fine, Ahm sure they'll pair us, or s-somethin'!"

Giving up the resistance, the Hyur gazed over to his fate. There the stoic barbarian stood, with a particular girl standing near him. "Is she /really/ tryin' tah talk to him?" he thought out loud to himself, but as they drew closer he realized they would be next. It looked as though the girl wasn't squished yet, so it could be safe enough. Or maybe the big man had a soft spot for girls? What if he said the wrong thing?? Would this be the end?? There was another particular person, a male by the looks of it within close proximity of the Highlander, suggesting he-too was dragged into the girl's acquaintance-making trap.

The two men approached the other group. Quite a spectacle to see, if others were paying attention to what was going on, but in truth they looked as different as anyone else and blended in quite well. Bahamut's destruction really did a number on the continent, but it certainly pulled everyone closer together, no matter shape or class.

Quickly, Farridor tried to hide his broken weapon, putting it behind his back as the two men took their final steps. The dye on his armor finally seemed to dry just enough to stop bleeding everywhere, though it did not mean it made his armor look better. Settling on his fate, he sighs again, and begins the formalities, "AH--erm...Hi there?"

Paradyme · **02-10-2013, 06:01 PM**

Paradyme looked around the group that had formed and smiled brightly. There are plenty of people here! That was a good sign. It meant people had heard about it. And that excited him! All the learning that would be done! It was a nice thought. A thought that people wanted to stand up and protect Gridania if they were asked to do so. Two others had joined the three that were already there. Another hyur, a few years younger than himself, it seemed. And a male miqo'te that seemed to have ventured over from nearby. How he missed these people he wasn't sure.

But he stood at the sounds of doors creaking open slowly, a male hyur stepping out, must have been in his late twenties or early thirties, he smiled to the small group, "Ah, are you all here for the training?" He asked, looking to each one individually. "Ah, yes. I am, at least." Paradyme piped up, smiling broadly. He was one of the first there. He was excited for this! "Black Mage training, specifically..." He answered on, looking to the others.

"I am unsure what the others are here for, though." He answered, blinking. "Well. I'm Jasper. I'm leading this project and you're all welcome. We do each item in sections, so you'll get to try different styles of combat throughout the day. Starting with swordplay this morning." He announced, looking through the group. "I do hope that fits everyone's expectations?" He asked, the smile never fading from his face.

TheLastCandle · **02-10-2013, 07:17 PM**

Ken turned to fix a measuring gaze on Jasper. "Hey, hey," he replied, tapping the wooden sword on his shoulder against his collarbone. "Suits me just fine."

Looking back over his other shoulder to the rest of their group, he lifted one hand in a casual salute. "Kendanni T'kara, by the way. Most call me Ken, though, 'cause long names are such a pain."

Aysun · **02-10-2013, 08:19 PM**

The girl whirled around as Jasper came to greet them. With swords mentioned as the first training weapon for the day, she looked to the Highlander again, expecting him to look pleased.

"'e already knows swords--" she started, pointing to the Highlander in question. She assumed so, anyway, with how he had spoke earlier.

Moltove · **02-10-2013, 10:51 PM**

The young male cleared his throat to speak, "Ahm Farridor. Uhm...Jasper, yeh? What if'n we don' have a weapon to fight with?"

Farri shamefully brought the pieces of his beloved guisarme, the fruit of his labors this morning. In truth, he could have prepared a much better weapon, though between running late and trying to scavenge spare parts without being scolded, it was the best he could do. And it still failed him. "Ah...um...", he began while looking at the girl, "Eh's not mah fault it broke...s'not the weapon Ah chose, either...eh's jus'...ah..." He rambled off, blushing before the girl, especially knowing that the other men would soon make fun of him.

Farri braced himself for the berating soon to come from either man, knowing at least he'd be safe knowing Ken already poked his fun about him...and said something about calcium...

TheLastCandle · **02-11-2013, 12:27 AM**

"Hey, Farridor," Ken began, shifting his eyes to the Hyur. "I heard there's an order of monks who fight with nothing but their hands and feet." He stooped to pluck a straw of grass and placed the end of it in his mouth. "Maybe you could learn to fight like them."

Sigyn Shieldbreaker · **02-11-2013, 01:15 AM**

A red-skinned woman, clad in armor dulled only enough to prevent blinding anyone in direct light strode into the clearing with purpose. She already spotted the group collecting around one male, 'Jasper' she assumed from the stammering, red-faced Farridor.

Any hesitation Siobhain might have felt for appearing tardy to this (for her) impromptu training session was quashed beneath her stern mask. She wasn't a resident of Gridania and the forest-city was still somewhat new to her-- finding her way here had been something of a miracle in itself, thank Llymlaen or Nophica, whichever was responsible.

"Eh's not mah fault it broke...s'not the weapon Ah chose, either...eh's jus'...ah..." The young man was tripping over his words so profoundly she almost felt sympathetic. Or disappointed. No... definitely sympathetic.

At the risk of putting her oddly shaped nose into business where it was not wanted, she spoke up in her usual, authoritative tone.

"I've a spare blade, lad, if you have need of it." Even while the Roegadyn spoke, she began to unfasten the buckle on her belt, raising the scabbard of the blade towards the stranger. The weapon it held was a fine one, possibly too dangerous for sparring and crafted light for her hand. She'd been considering dual-bladed practice so both blades she bore were light, one-handed pieces-- but her interest rested more deeply in learning how to handle her thrown weapons.

Moltove · **02-11-2013, 04:12 AM**

"I've a spare blade, lad, if you have need of it." Even while the Roegadyn spoke, she began to unfasten the buckle on her belt, raising the scabbard of the blade towards the stranger. The weapon it held was a fine one, possibly too dangerous for sparring and crafted light for her hand. She'd been considering dual-bladed practice so both blades she bore were light, one-handed pieces-- but her interest rested more deeply in learning how to handle her thrown weapons.
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Looking at the bundle of cloth, wood and the dull blade in his hands, Farridor gave a thoughtful gaze to the mess, listening to Ken's words. "Nah, Ah've heard stories of the Garleens and their gunblades an such", he shook his head, looking up to the Miqo'te, "I don' think tha's me, to be frank. No honor, yeh? Ahn, Ahm not so sure of lettin' my enemies so close if they out-arm me..."

Considering most had already arrived and a few were sitting down, Farridor heard the footsteps of the Roegadyn approaching when all should have been still. Turning, however caused the Hyur's face to turn as red as the dye he clumsily attempted to use for his leather armor. When she spoke, and offered her blade to him, his face flushed further, anymore so and he'd have a nosebleed.

"Ah...Ahh...", he stammered, taken aback but quickly try to rectify this by lowering his voice some, and puffing his chest out, "Ahm greatful, Lady Knight, ahn Ahm honored to use such ah beautiful, well-made blade!"

Taking the sheathed blade, he poured over the details quite excruciatingly, even on the scabbard itself. He could tell the quality was much better in every facet than his father's shop could come close to replicating, though in Gridania only the commoners placed orders with their shop. The bigger and more militaristic orders went to the Blacksmithing guild directly.

Deirdre · **02-11-2013, 04:04 PM**

With the whole group of them around andJapser finally making his entrance, the Highlander that seemed to be intimidating so many relaxed. He hated approaching people himself, especially these kinds of people in this kind of situation. Though, he supposed it was better than a few other situations he could be in, in Ul'dah.

Frowning deeply because of histhoughts, he nodded stiffly to Jasper before glancing at the new meat. Roegaydn, tough, sure of herself. That right there was the one he wanted to fight with. He came here to avoid the duties of hisfamily life, perhaps this time around it would not be so drab.

Clearing his thick throat he introducedhimself as the others were, not wanting to be so terribly rude. â€œKohrae.â€

Paradyme · **02-11-2013, 04:29 PM**

Jasper simply looked around at the group and the newcomer, talking about weapons that they may or may not have brought. "It's quite alright, we won't be doing weapon training till later - And we give you the weapons for that. It's to regulate damage caused to our personal, ah..." The word was the only thing that came to mind at the time, "To our, uh, punchbag. My apologies for calling you something as dire as that, Kohrae." He looked down a moment, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. And then he looked back to the group. "If you'll step this way, we'll get you registered before the first class." He smiled warmly before stepping into the make-shift dojo of sorts.

Paradyme had looked around at the group and smiled at each of the new additions. It was becoming quite a large group! And it would seem that the taller, well built highlander was also a 'test subject' in this wonderful exercise that was perceived by Jasper. At least it was all planned out. He bowed his head lightly before speaking his head, "Ah, I'm Paradyme. It's a pleasure to meet you all." He answered quietly and meekly. He certainly wasn't a brutish or brash. That much was certain. He then turned to see Jasper disappear inside.

A blink, and he quickly ran up the steps and headed inside to register. He didn't want to be the last one in, certainly not. He was eager to learn! He wanted to know about all kinds of battle and how best to respond in different situations. He approached the desk with a clipboard on it, signed his name and headed towards the room that the training was to be held.

"Please, take a seat. We'll begin shortly." Jasper spoke as each person signed their name at the desk, giving a slight nod to Koh as he stepped through.

Aysun · **02-11-2013, 05:22 PM**

The girl had no weapon at all. Her hands hung empty at her sides hidden in her sleeves, and there was nothing strapped to her back or waist. She watched the others anxiously as they spoke amongst themselves, quite sure she would be asked to leave at this point for not coming prepared.

Needless to say when Jasper said weapons weren't needed, she was as relieved as the boy who'd broken his lance earlier was at Sio's offer of a blade. She gave said boy a smile that looked somewhat odd, perhaps before hurrying after the one who'd called himself Paradyme as he headed into the building. She flung a hand up to steady her hat as she looked around. She signed herself in, a scribble of a name "Risu" before following Para over to where he chose to sit. He was the first one she'd met, so it was only natural for her to follow him.

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