Post by Relik on Jun 3, 2009 15:03:01 GMT -5
1 year after the death of Master Kenro..
Relik walks outside from the old dojo where he learned how to harvest the energy which flows through his veins. With a determined look in his eyes, he dashes toward a giant rock which layes in a field. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEY," Relik screams as he charges his hands full of energy. He raises both of his hands infront of him and launches an energy blast, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The rock was blown to bits. You could hear the echo from the blasts bounce off the valley walls.
Relik lowers his arms and turns around to sit on a tree stump. "With this sword, your true potential will be unleashed," The voice of the Shi'aik who gave Relik Crimsmore was playing in his head. Relik still was still unsure of what the Shi'aik meant but he knew that if he trained with the sword, he may find the answer. Relik picked his sword up off the ground by the dojo entrance. As he pulled the blade from it's case, you could see the reflection of the light shine on his face. The sword was quite heavy. Relik could wield it, but not swift enough to slay the Dark Prince. Relik clasped the sword with both hands and found a medium size rock laying in the valley. He begins walking toward the rock and then begins to run. "Wooooooor" Relik begins to chant as he raises Crimsmore over his head and still running toward the rock. "Raaaaaaah," Relik slams the blade upon the rock splitting the rock into to halves.
Relik was beginning to see the meaning behind the words of the Shi'aik. "Wha.. What power," he thought as the words of the Shi'aik finaly made sense. "With this sword, I shall remove your head Fang," Relik says to the whispering wind. "Do you hear me?" Relik begins to swing Crimsmore back in forth, gaining strength and learning the ways of the blade. Relik practices with the sword for several hours until he is unable to swing it anymore. "I think that is enough training for one day," Relik agrees with himself. He slides Crimsmore back into it's case and straps it on his back. Relik was heading toward Cleval, he had plans to travel back to his home world, Yendle, to talk to an old friend who may have some advice for Relik's hunt of the Dark Prince.
3 paragraphs = +25,000 PL
+ 0.05 Training Points per paragraph = +0.15 Training Points
Relik walks outside from the old dojo where he learned how to harvest the energy which flows through his veins. With a determined look in his eyes, he dashes toward a giant rock which layes in a field. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEY," Relik screams as he charges his hands full of energy. He raises both of his hands infront of him and launches an energy blast, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The rock was blown to bits. You could hear the echo from the blasts bounce off the valley walls.
Relik lowers his arms and turns around to sit on a tree stump. "With this sword, your true potential will be unleashed," The voice of the Shi'aik who gave Relik Crimsmore was playing in his head. Relik still was still unsure of what the Shi'aik meant but he knew that if he trained with the sword, he may find the answer. Relik picked his sword up off the ground by the dojo entrance. As he pulled the blade from it's case, you could see the reflection of the light shine on his face. The sword was quite heavy. Relik could wield it, but not swift enough to slay the Dark Prince. Relik clasped the sword with both hands and found a medium size rock laying in the valley. He begins walking toward the rock and then begins to run. "Wooooooor" Relik begins to chant as he raises Crimsmore over his head and still running toward the rock. "Raaaaaaah," Relik slams the blade upon the rock splitting the rock into to halves.
Relik was beginning to see the meaning behind the words of the Shi'aik. "Wha.. What power," he thought as the words of the Shi'aik finaly made sense. "With this sword, I shall remove your head Fang," Relik says to the whispering wind. "Do you hear me?" Relik begins to swing Crimsmore back in forth, gaining strength and learning the ways of the blade. Relik practices with the sword for several hours until he is unable to swing it anymore. "I think that is enough training for one day," Relik agrees with himself. He slides Crimsmore back into it's case and straps it on his back. Relik was heading toward Cleval, he had plans to travel back to his home world, Yendle, to talk to an old friend who may have some advice for Relik's hunt of the Dark Prince.
3 paragraphs = +25,000 PL
+ 0.05 Training Points per paragraph = +0.15 Training Points