Chronicles of The Omniverse Archived Nasazura's Rest: Training Yard

Tiko

Draconic Administrator/Mentor
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as written by Tiko

Ritza's footsteps carried her swiftly down the roughly polished stone steps that spilled outwards into the open training yard. The entire area appeared as if someone had carved a bowl into the rocky mountain itself, and rich veins of adamantine left their mark upon the surrounding 'wall'. Bits of rock and stone had been blasted away to leave scorch marks behind, but the adamantine beneath remained strong and unmarred by the combat that the training yard often saw.

As she stepped onto the rocky earth, combat was already underway. She was a bit taken aback by the nature of the instructor, but she had little time to speculate on the ghostly specter of the soldier currently engaged in combat with Rayen - the latter of whom had been notably absent from the barracks earlier.

Brent wasted little time in overwhelming Rayen, and as she stumbled and tripped backwards he brought his spectral bastard sword down at her unrelentingly. She desperately rolled to one side as it hit the earth and a deep growl rumbled from nearby.

"Don't you even think about it you oversized lizard," Brent growled back his own warning as he pointed a finger at the young dragon that often seemed to accompany Rayen.

Rayen herself managed to roll back to her feet and she held a hand out to stay the creature from joining the fray. It rumbled its displeasure but lay its head back down as the fight seemed set to continue. Rayen was breathing heavily as she gripped the hilt of her longsword in two hands and readied herself to parry the next attack. The attack didn't come as expected though. Instead, Brent turned his attention to Ritza.

"Well, you look like you have a wit more common sense than this one here," Brent barked as he moved on her. "Let me see what you've got!"

Ritza was shocked and surprised at the speed and directness of the specter's attack and she hadn't time to even draw her sword. Instead she held it up still sheathed to parry the oncoming attack.

"An enemy won't wait for you to ready yourself!" Brent growled.

Ritza was skilled in the sword, but the unexpected rush of combat had left her fumbling to even arm herself as she leaned back to avoid the arc of Brent's bastard sword. She couldn't get her footing right in time, and the slam of Brent's shoulder left her sprawling in the dirt as Rayen had been moments earlier.

"I didn't tell you to stand around!" Brent hollered at Rayen.

Rayen - a bit more confidently than before - began to circle Brent. She exchanged a brief glance with Ritza and wondered if they were supposed to fight together against the specter, or was it a competition?
 
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