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melodiesoflife2015-09-17 01:52 am
unitesearthandsky) wrote in melodiesoflife2015-09-17 01:52 am
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A Cut Above
Who: Link and possibly the few individuals who expressed interest in forming a small militia.
What: Meeting and training over plans of forming the small militia which Link had mentioned to some of the heroes previously.
When: Early Wednesday morning on the 16th
Where: On the edge of the city, closest to the woods, in a small section of cleared trees.
Why: To hopefully have a small band of heroes that can not only serve the city, but remain more vigilant when danger seems near.
Warnings: None as of now.
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I. A Letter
Delivered a day before on Tuesday the 15th
To those who had expressed their interest:
I have finally finished the last touches on a small section of sorts that had been previously unclaimed near the skirt of the city. It isn't much, but it is a modest area where one can make use of a bow or sharpen their skills with a blade. It is a small school of sorts, one that I hope to use to impart what knowledge I know of knighthood to those who might be seeking a role in what has happened and what I am sure is to come to this city.
I have spoken to a few of you before about gathering a number of us to form a militia, a regimen of heroes that stand by this city to see that she is protected at whatever costs. This recent outbreak of violence is beyond what these people should ever have to endure, and my hope with at least teaching even a handful of those who might not know how to wield a sword or swing a staff, might learn to better prepare themselves for if and when we are once more under attack.
I will be North of the city in a place that I have cleared out myself. Thankfully, much of the lumber that was needed for helping to rebuild the city has made for a spacious clearing that can be put to use. I ask that if any of you still maintain some level of interest in giving aid to this cause, that you please meet me at the location documented on this letter on the morning of the 16th. I shall be there, ready and waiting, to discuss shared ideas and plans, as well as to begin training those who wish to do more for this city.
I look forward to see you then.
Warmest regards,
Link of Skyloft
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II. A Very Wooden Performance
Despite recent news and information concerning a lab and dossiers on his fellow heroes, Link does not waste a moment in finally enacting a plan that he has been trying to set into motion for some time. Obstacles had made for some unexpected delays, and being frozen for some time in crystal stasis had set him back quite a bit more than he had intended. Nevertheless, when the Hyrulian Hero was not busy doing his part in helping the citizens rebuild, what lumber and scraps that were of no use to Aquares Ixen's natives was brought by Link to the spot where he now stands.
From twisted vines hang the remnants of furniture, damaged pieces of shelving and bed frames, recycled for the use of targets and battering rams for which a person could train and hone their agility. Pillars stand up from the ground, pushed into the soil to act as dummies for slashing blades which would hopefully soon dull their sharpened edges. The clearing has been converted from a lonely looking gap in the trees to a rather well structured camp.
With his sword out, the pointy-eared knight stands before a wide pillar of timber, the point of his sword pointed towards the ground as he readies himself with his heels off of the ground. Bringing the blade over his head, he swings the length of the weapon in a long arch as if to slash the behemoth of a log in two. The air becomes still as he comes to a stop, his blade barely touching the ground as he finishes his swipe. Hesitantly, the wooden target shifts, the newly formed pieces splitting off down the middle as the wood is sectioned into two halves, collecting on either side as the pillar no longer stands as a single piece.
Wiping his brow on his sleeve, Link lets out a satisfied sigh of relief as he looks down at the enchanted blade.
".. What's the probability of them showing up, you think? 40%? 60%? What do you think.. Fi?"
What: Meeting and training over plans of forming the small militia which Link had mentioned to some of the heroes previously.
When: Early Wednesday morning on the 16th
Where: On the edge of the city, closest to the woods, in a small section of cleared trees.
Why: To hopefully have a small band of heroes that can not only serve the city, but remain more vigilant when danger seems near.
Warnings: None as of now.
----------------------
I. A Letter
Delivered a day before on Tuesday the 15th
To those who had expressed their interest:
I have finally finished the last touches on a small section of sorts that had been previously unclaimed near the skirt of the city. It isn't much, but it is a modest area where one can make use of a bow or sharpen their skills with a blade. It is a small school of sorts, one that I hope to use to impart what knowledge I know of knighthood to those who might be seeking a role in what has happened and what I am sure is to come to this city.
I have spoken to a few of you before about gathering a number of us to form a militia, a regimen of heroes that stand by this city to see that she is protected at whatever costs. This recent outbreak of violence is beyond what these people should ever have to endure, and my hope with at least teaching even a handful of those who might not know how to wield a sword or swing a staff, might learn to better prepare themselves for if and when we are once more under attack.
I will be North of the city in a place that I have cleared out myself. Thankfully, much of the lumber that was needed for helping to rebuild the city has made for a spacious clearing that can be put to use. I ask that if any of you still maintain some level of interest in giving aid to this cause, that you please meet me at the location documented on this letter on the morning of the 16th. I shall be there, ready and waiting, to discuss shared ideas and plans, as well as to begin training those who wish to do more for this city.
I look forward to see you then.
Warmest regards,
Link of Skyloft
-----------------------
II. A Very Wooden Performance
Despite recent news and information concerning a lab and dossiers on his fellow heroes, Link does not waste a moment in finally enacting a plan that he has been trying to set into motion for some time. Obstacles had made for some unexpected delays, and being frozen for some time in crystal stasis had set him back quite a bit more than he had intended. Nevertheless, when the Hyrulian Hero was not busy doing his part in helping the citizens rebuild, what lumber and scraps that were of no use to Aquares Ixen's natives was brought by Link to the spot where he now stands.
From twisted vines hang the remnants of furniture, damaged pieces of shelving and bed frames, recycled for the use of targets and battering rams for which a person could train and hone their agility. Pillars stand up from the ground, pushed into the soil to act as dummies for slashing blades which would hopefully soon dull their sharpened edges. The clearing has been converted from a lonely looking gap in the trees to a rather well structured camp.
With his sword out, the pointy-eared knight stands before a wide pillar of timber, the point of his sword pointed towards the ground as he readies himself with his heels off of the ground. Bringing the blade over his head, he swings the length of the weapon in a long arch as if to slash the behemoth of a log in two. The air becomes still as he comes to a stop, his blade barely touching the ground as he finishes his swipe. Hesitantly, the wooden target shifts, the newly formed pieces splitting off down the middle as the wood is sectioned into two halves, collecting on either side as the pillar no longer stands as a single piece.
Wiping his brow on his sleeve, Link lets out a satisfied sigh of relief as he looks down at the enchanted blade.
".. What's the probability of them showing up, you think? 40%? 60%? What do you think.. Fi?"
no subject
Among his thoughts of doubt, the young hero cannot help but wonder why it was in this other man's interest of what was keeping Zelda happy. It was this sort of thinking that led to stupidity, but being as how Link has very little experience with things like love and jealousy, it is all too easy for him to forget reason when his eyes narrow and scowl at Ramza.
"And why are you so concerned with her happiness? Did you come here to spar or to see if I truly am worthy enough to have her hand?"
no subject
"Now we can spar in earnest, if you wish it." He brought his sword back up, in a defensive position.