The Weak Swashbuckler[Open]

[Ren]

In the forest, there is a one lonely man who is wandering in the forest. He tries to walk so far but he is so tired that make him to collapse under the tree.

When he wakes up, he picks a fruit in the tree and eats it by himself. The one lonely man was Ren the adventurer. He is weak trying to become strong, training hard every day to improve his skills and stats but it didn’t help him to become strong. Ren practice cutting some branches with time interval and he timing his cut with the wind so that there will be a strong force that will cut the branches.

After cutting the branches, he tries to cut every leaves from any branches of the tree. First he do is throw the leaf and cut it while it is in the mid air, he try it again and again until he timing the cutting of the leaf and wind and he can now cut the leaf even when he is far away. He learn another technique, he can now cut even when he is far away but the timing of the cutting and the wind is the same so that it will make a greater force that can cut anything.

After doing all of this, he comes to a conclusion by himself, he can be so strong with normal training because his will to become so strong are high. He pick another fruit from the tree and sat under the tree watching the sun while he eats the fruit.


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[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Pre War Luger (lvl 20) LH: Fall Back Option (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 331 TWC: 331 Tags Ren Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

It was a moody autumn day. Rumour had it that a certain swashbuckler was rather desperate for help. The same birdies that told the warden that the swashbuckler was looking for help gave him a map of his schedule and where it would be most probable to find the chap; if the chap was so desperate for help, who was the warden to deny it to him? Worst case scenario it was a ploy to lure unwitting adventurers into an ambush, or even better: a cult of miasma eating heretics, ready to be slaughtered. Yet for now all that remained was to actually find the chap and have a nice little chat. [break][break] The birds had told the warden that the chap enjoyed to train by cutting leaves and attempting to cut trees. A fine way for dancing; it was not so great for not dying and killing. After a small hike the warden stumbled upon a chap that actually resembled what the intelligence had said; which was something of a novelty in its own rights. [break][break] From a distance the warden observed the flow of leaves and swords. The swashbuckler acted as if he wanted to create magical winds from his swords, pausing at odd times and moving again once the winds started flowing. This insight however, took the warden longer than he had liked and was something he thought silly in such extents that he readily dismissed the thoughts, perhaps the chap was playing mental chess, attacking, recalculating his angles for offence and defence. That made a lot more sense. After a while the chap sat down under a tree, picking some fruit and munching it away, whilst looking at the sun. ‘Grand, they forgot to mention it’s a romantic.’ The warden thought annoyed. [break][break] “Afternoon.” Was all the warden spoke as he approached the chap. “I heard you required some assistance?” spoke the warden, cold as always, his face stern, hands folded behind his back and legs a small space apart. [break][break]

[Ren]

Let’s get back in a few little seconds. While Ren starting to cut the branches and leaves. He sees a man who is wandering in the forest with birds. After he cut the branches and leaves he sat under the tree and eat a fruit and the warden greet Ren; afternoon. Ren said; what do you want? The warden spoke; I heard you required some assistance. The weak swashbuckler was wandering why this warden knows that he need help to be able to become strong. Before he answers the warden question, he gets a fruit and thinks what he will answer to the warden question. This is such romantic. After he critical thinking, the weak swashbuckler came up a good answer to the warden’s question. Uh, uh, yes I need someone who will help me to become strong just like any other adventurers. While the weak swashbuckler answers the warden questions, the weak swashbuckler get shy and he think what he will ask for the warden. The weak swashbuckler asks the warden, why do you know I need some help? It becomes rumors in the city? And why do you have birds while wandering in this lone forest? The weak swashbuckler asks all questions in the warden with birds with him. All questions the weak swashbuckler asks to the warden was pop in his mind, this is fate, this is it, I don’t believe someone will help me; the weak swashbuckler said. The weak swashbuckler kneels in front of the warden with his two hand raise and folded and the weak swashbuckler begs to the warden. Can you help me? Please I need your help; I will do anything just to become your apprentice. I begging to you, help me warden.
The weak swashbuckler starts crying while he is begging to the warden for help.


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Bailin

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Pre War Luger (lvl 20) LH: Fall Back Option (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 310 TWC: 641 Tags Ren Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

The boy responded rather blunt to the warden’s attempt at merry making and being polite, even though it was a minor bit. Eating the fruit the boy remained silent for a while, and then started to speak. The boy needed someone to make him strong, like the other adventurers. Inwardly the warden sighed; when his informants told him the boy required help he hadn’t thought it would be this. And things would only become better as the boy continued to speak. [break][break] After listening the warden remained silent for a while, choosing to ignore the remark of seeing birds that weren’t there, thinking that the boy must have hit his head at least several times, and hard at that. This was not what he had intended to do, nor was it something he enjoyed that much, nor was it something that was just as easily done as the boy made it sound it would be. “I think I can help you out for a short time.” The warden stated cold. “First off: stop crying and begging. Secondly: this is a game, strength depends on your skills, mind and level.” The warden continued; his voice blunt, cold and hard. [break][break] “Cutting leaves and branches is not going to teach you anything. You will have to fight monsters to gain experience. More experience equals more levels, more levels equals you being stronger.” The warden lectured. “You are a swashbuckler, which means you will need to get up close and personal with the enemy. Can you handle that, without crying?” the warden asked, cynically. [break][break] “You will not become my apprentice; I will teach you some basics and that shall be it.” The warden said, stone hard and cold as ice. The boy needed some toughening up and there was only one way the warden could think off that would do that in a fashionable time. [break][break]

[Ren]

It was a pleasure to me that you will help me in a short time. Yeah I know it, I will fight monsters to gain some experience but with this level? That’s why I need someone that will help me in some dungeon to gain more experience because just like you said more experience equals more levels and more levels equals being stronger. I need someone that will help me; I can’t handle it by myself with this level. It’s ok to me that I will not become your apprentice but help me to gain more experience so that I will become strong.

What are the basics you are saying? Can you teach me that? I need your help right now, warden. If people come to your help, you will help them right? And now, I need your help. Please if you could let me join your party and help me to gain more experience just like you.

The swashbuckler stop crying but now, he feels alone, denied becoming an apprentice of the warden but the warden will teach me some basic, it will bring happiness to me and it’s a pleasure but if you could join me in your party, I’m going to try to do my best not to become a burden to you. I know you can’t help me in a long time because you have your guild but if you can, help me, come with me in some dungeon, we get more experience and I become strong just like any others.


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Bailin

[Bailin]

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HP: 100% MP: 100% RH: Pre War Luger (lvl 20) LH: Fall Back Option (lvl 20) QS: Golden Hilt (lvl 21) AR: Flak Jacket (lvl 21)

WC: 251 TWC: 892 Tags Ren Theme Song TS Credits Cortana

“The basics are rather simple. The pointy end goes into the enemy. To activate skills either use the menu or use certain movements in a certain order.” The warden explained. “Until there is such a time where you have managed to utilise your skills together and in succession of each other, you should not enter dungeons for a long, long time; and especially not without a party.” The warden continued explaining. [break][break] “I would also recommend you start standing on your own feet more. If you need help fighting even a little rabbit, you are better off remaining somewhere in a tavern, praying the inn keeper doesn’t ask you for money, because you don’t have any.” The warden continued, stern, like a scolding teacher. [break][break] “For now, I recommend you start hunting lone rabbits or other creatures that are level one.” The warden stated, giving the swashbuckler his first assignment. Somewhere deep down the warden hoped the fellow would pick up things rather quick, for his sake as well as the warden’s. The wind was rustling quiet as the warden stood still, anticipating what the swashbuckler would do. Would he talk, would he lash out at the warden, would he do as he was instructed to do? These and more ran through the warden’s mind as the seconds passed, slowly, leaves rustling in the wind. It slowly had become late in the afternoon and the warden still had a stash of paperwork to do, making the feeling of impatience become stronger and stronger. [break][break] OC: So, I'm affraid you'll have to be rather patient from this point on as I have plans for this weekend, the coming week as well as next weekend. After that I should have a bit more time. I'm totally fine with you finding someone else to help you along, or, when I get back, I can continue helping you out. :)

[Ren]

I can use skills with only a certain movement? If that only needs to cast a skill, I can do it alone killing some level 1 monster. Where can I find some monsters? In what forest? Thanks for your help warden. Even it’s only one day, you teach me the basics of what I need to do, you teach me also the basic of fighting and about dungeon. The swashbuckler stood up, he stood up with pride not crying because he needs to be strong just like the warden that teaches him. For now, the swashbuckler will adventure for some days; he will be killing some lone monsters that are level one.

The swashbuckler said to the warden; Bye, see you again, warden. And now the new adventure of the swashbuckler starts, with his three skills, two swords and one cloth armor, he begins his new adventure. New adventure means new friends, new friends’ means party, and party means leveling up, because if you have more friends you can make a party and you level up faster. He walks and walks until when he turnaround he didn’t see the warden but he sees the birds. The swashbuckler said to himself; Thank you for all warden, you’re such a great help. The swashbuckler cried but he stop and settle his mind that he will kill some lone monsters and gain some experience so that he can become strong just like any others. He rushed down to the city and gets some information where to kill some lone monsters. After he gets some information, he sees a tree, before he starts his new adventure he sleeps in that tree.


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It's okay to me, I settle my mind that I will start a new thread with my new adventure