Father of Titans
Sliding the blade into the sheath, the katana was facing with the blade up. The clip sound came as I tightened the belt a little around my waist. The sword Storm, would need to be replaced sometime soon if I wanted a better weapon. One that would be more suited for my strengths, and flush out my weaknesses. The blue battle wrap of cloth around the grip was worn and dirty. When I first received it, the dark blue was almost bright to look at. Now the cord is so dirty it is black and has a hue of red from dried blood that couldn't be taken out.
I stood on the field. Practicing my Kendo, and Igami tactics. I smiled as for now I would take a rest. Watching the others. All the while, Hiding myself to look much like a new acolyte as to not draw too much attention. Seeing how well the new recruits were doing, as well as what the next generation of Sith will bring.
Taking a sip of water, I closed up the bottle and simply watched and learned of their mistakes. Their foot placement and much more. Each second was more information I gathered. A smile formed on my lips as I watched a particular few who were doing rather well.
Maybe one of them could survive my training.
[member="Pel Duval"],
I stood on the field. Practicing my Kendo, and Igami tactics. I smiled as for now I would take a rest. Watching the others. All the while, Hiding myself to look much like a new acolyte as to not draw too much attention. Seeing how well the new recruits were doing, as well as what the next generation of Sith will bring.
Taking a sip of water, I closed up the bottle and simply watched and learned of their mistakes. Their foot placement and much more. Each second was more information I gathered. A smile formed on my lips as I watched a particular few who were doing rather well.
Maybe one of them could survive my training.
[member="Pel Duval"],