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Low Wind Rising
Thu May 25, 2006 00:47
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When the SeiíTar began to describe the two different types of philosophies, Tain smiled slightly to himself. Faoelin had drilled the Flame and the Void into his head, as forcefully as she could, without using a hammer and Tain had grasped the philosophy willingly, as it provided a release from the world around him and was a lot more comforting than his old alternative, the darkness. While he held the Void, he felt at peace, calm and collected. The same as he had felt in the dark, only he could attain the Void in the click of a finger, rather than waiting for hours for it to fall.

Faoelin would be proud of me! Tain thought with a smile, as he assumed the Void effortlessly. Light but it felt good!

After the SeiíTar finished describing the other philosophy, he started directly into disciplines. Faoelin had mentioned disciplines, but had refused to elaborate on what that actually meant. Tain listened intently to the SeiíTar stood before him, taking in every single word that the man said and filing it away in his mind.

Scales of Power. A discipline that involved overpowering you opponent. Moíkaiíla. A discipline based entirely around the mastery and correct use of forms. The Way of the Wind. A discipline that required speed and agility, coupled with complete peace in battle. The Path of Water. A discipline that thought fluid action and reaction. Thunder on Ocean. The final discipline, patience and stamina, used precisely to call out your opponents weakness.

Tain had no need to choose his philosophy, why change what already worked? But the discipline, now that was a hard one. Scales of Power was not really an option. Tain was not weak, by any stretch of the imagination, but nor was he the strongest, not by any stretch and not even in the group.

Not a bloody chance! Tain thought, as he turned his head slightly, to run a weighing eye over the tall, broad Andoran AethaníTar, he had seen in his Hand-to-Hand lesson awhile back. The man must have felt his gaze upon him, for he turned his eye to Tain, who inclined his head slightly and turned away. There was no point in risking starting a fight.

Tain did not like the thought of Moíkaiíla either. Maybe it was just him, but it seemed a little wooden for a discipline. To stick to the forms and only the forms, Tain would be unable to do so. Two of the disciplines had caught his eye, The Way of the Wind and the Path of Water. He could see in what he had been told already, the possibility to use both with knives, as well as the sword. But which to choose? The Path of Water offered a way to defend himself properly, but then again, the Way of the Wind seemed to call to him more. He felt that yes, he would be able to achieve his goal, using the Way of the Wind. Tain could see himself using the discipline, to calmly defeat Faoelin once and for all.

Light, maybe it might offer an insight into my problem with the woman and a way to get her back! a small smile crossed his lips, as he thought about finally beating the Arafellin SeiíTar.

"Okay. Hopefully you've found your philosophy or discipline by now, and you can tell me about them in a minute. If they truly are suited to you, you'll be able to remember and tell me all about which one you picked after I've shown you the basic stances.Ē

Tain withdrew from his own mind and returned his gaze to the Cairheinin man. Tain was impressed with the instructor, he seemed to know what he was talking about and had managed to catch Tainís interest, for more than ten seconds at a time. A feat that only Jield Gaidin had managed to do, till this point in time. Settling himself back to watch the man as he ran through the stances, Tain smiled slightly to himself. he was enjoying this lesson.

Los'Val, the forward guard. Sword held slightly diagonally toward the opponent and level with your ears. Taer'Val, the straight guard. Sword pointed toward opponents throat or face, with hilt level with waist. Mosiev'Val, the opposite of Taer'Val Sword pointed toward opponents feet or ankles, hilt remains at waist level. Rahien'Val, the open guard. Sword held above head, angled back with arms slightly bent. Ji'Val, the reverse guard. Sword held at waist, reverse grip and pointed down.

Tain thought through the Stances, as he took his place in the back of the line, which was moving steadily forward to address the SeiíTar and receive a set of bundled lathes. Most of them were pretty straight forward, but a few were ingenious in their pure simplicity. RahieníVal and JiíVal appeared to leave you completely open, while in fact offering effective protection. Light, who ever thought of theses stances, must have been a genius. When he reached the head of the cue, Tain stepped forward and scooped up a set of lathes, before straightening to his full six foot two and inclining his head deeply to the SeiíTar.

ďAs my philosophy SeiíTar, I have already been instructed in the Flame and the Void and feel that I should stick to my choice. As for the discipline, I have agonized between, The Path of Water and The Way of the Wind, but in the end, chose to follow the Way!Ē he grinned broadly and bowed to the SeiíTar, before striding off to find himself an isolated place to practice in.

Before the SeiíTar had finished listening to the other trainees, Tain had begun to practice. He started by running through RahieníVal and JiíVal first, paying close attention to the former, more so than the latter. Their was something about the stance that enticed him. Tain was a gambler deep down at heart, be it dice, duels or horses and RahieníVal, caught him as a gamblers choice. Leaving yourself almost completely open was dangerous, no matter how fast or good you were and Tain liked tempting fate.

TaeríVal! Tain fumbled the first call, mixing it up with its opposite. JiíVal! This time the stance flowed smoothly, his lathes coming to the right position. MosievíVal! Sluggishly performed, but accurate nonetheless. RahieníVal! Accurately done, a rush of adrenaline threatened to send him over the edge, till he assumed the Void.

This will be fun!

OOC: Fun!

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      • No Pain No Gain, Right?Riani Aethan'Tar, Thu Jun 1 10:47
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    • Low Wind Rising — Tain Aethan'Tar, Thu May 25 00:47
    • Rinse and repeatAccepted Celeste Illharess, Wed May 24 23:30
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