Private - Nocturnal sparring

_____The soft whistle between the trees as the wind crossed the near empty area. The soft sounds of nocturnal animals waking or carefully moving, some hunting and some hunted. The blades of grass rustling north-east as a second gust of wind cut across the area, a new sound slowly carried as a figure moved about. The area was, well vast one might say for a single figure to be training within. From most sides it seemed roughly thirty feet to cross the dirt covered opening. The only source of light from the clear sky and her company of stars and full moon.

_____A soft exhale once more catching on the winds as the older figure who looked to have done his time around the sun far more than most could hope for themselves stood on one leg. His right leg raised to a cross legged position without its pair. A wooden cane resting in the man’s right hand as he appeared to be deeply in focus, his next actions quick and perceive, a refined and old rooted routine it would be to any who watched. Pressing down he jumped using his one leg, folding and moving his cane as he settled carefully balancing on the wood with the soles of his feet.

_____The wind attempting to displace the cane or the man who sat calmly to no avail. Arms moving to his center as he exhaled slowly, his focus purely on keeping his energy centered and his movements minimal. While numerous attempts failed before he was managing for the time and saw to keep it such as he slowly allowed the world to fade out of focus, only highening his focus and mental fortitude. However many things could break the focus of someone, but what would be the cause? Only fate and time could tell.

Meditation (on a stick)

@Seras Vilaria

 

Seras had logged in late, Time to get some good mastery points, and she was exploring the forest, that she had spent most of her time in so far but this time she was running, running for her life, there was a creature chasing her that was far too strong for her to beat, maybe with her skills she could outrun it shealready had a passive effect on her that posted her ovment speed, "Glad i picked Aeromancy" running from the large direwolf sheTapped into her skill list, bringing up the UI she found what she needed and activated the skill, like clockwork her body knew how to react . "Wall of Cold, Ice and frost Protect me now at all costs!" She summoned a large sheet of ice between the direwolf and her and kept running until she reached a clearing, the angry sounds of the direwolf behind her.

She came Into the clearing and saw a man, in a cross legged position on a pole she eyed the figure curiously and admired the elderly man's pose, he was at peace, in his center, it seemed almost rude to disrupt the man but she didnt want him to be caught off guard when the direwolf chased her scent here.

"Sir, I am terribly sorry to interupt your meditation, in any other circumstance i would Probably Join you here, but i am currently being chased by a large direwolf, one too strong for just myself to defeat, i am but an amateur mage, Maybe you could help me defeat it, You Certainly look like an impressive Wise Warrior yourself, Could i beg your forgiveness, and perhaps your aid ?"

 

_____Morpheus was at first willing to ignore the approaching sound of steps, his calm pose taking most his focus and more just to avoid falling asleep and falling over anyways. However as his ears toned to the sound the footsteps did not come alone, right eye slowly opening as the figure spoke and the old storm grey eyes set on a young girl who was apologizing and asking for aid. Without moving from his spot Morpheus simply closed his eye and faintly hummed something under his breath before speaking up.

”The mountain shaunt move for an ant. Don’t consider yourself the ant then. We are all mountains and as such must not back from challengers.”

_____Leaning slowly to his right without wanting to as he fell on his side and scrambled to stand. Left hand covering his mouth as he coughed for a moment before turning to the direction of the heavier steps approaching his relaxing discovery. For a moment his frame seemed to grow just slightly, his muscles waking up fully and reacting to his rather old reflex to protect others from danger, much more so when they reminded him of his family.

”If what you say is true and this is a wolf, if it is anything like wolves from the real world it has chased you due to your fear and fleeing, or this is his territory. With either choice the only solution, is to stand ground and show no fear.”

_____Slamming his cane against the earth as he strained more to his full height and seemed to embody someone who never felt the need to back away from a fight no matter the odds. One might see it as a death wish, or simply pride that would never falter, Morpheus simply saw it as not wishing to give up his peaceful spot and return to meditation. A man of simply goals and living for merely the next few moments of each passing day.
@Seras Vilaria