[ Uncertain, is she? An eyebrow lofting high, he considers his new-found student with a pair of gently inquisitive eyes, the soft beginnings of a smile upon his lips as he abandons his throne of sea-weathered rock and dispels the barrier he'd preemptively cast with but a single, fleeting thought. In a way, she reminds him of... ]
You strike me as a shear of wind, cutting across the surface of water. [ —he muses, bridging the distance between them with a grace that seems preternatural. ] Could your weapon of choice be a blade, perhaps?
[ He cannot know with any great measure of certainty, of course, but it is in him to wager a guess (and should a swordsman not always be able to recognize another?). From his own back, he draws Guiding Light, the blade lambent of its own accord, mirroring the golden glow which stems from the Hero King himself. ]
I would have you begin with learning to properly channel your mana. If you are familiar with wielding a sword, fall into the stance you adopt at rest— [ And for Sion, that is with Guiding Light's filigree blade slanted down and angled behind, permitting a strong rising cut, if necessary. ] —and in your mind's eye, create for yourself the pommel, the grip, the weight of the blade. It may be easier for you to focus your energy, in this way.
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[ Uncertain, is she? An eyebrow lofting high, he considers his new-found student with a pair of gently inquisitive eyes, the soft beginnings of a smile upon his lips as he abandons his throne of sea-weathered rock and dispels the barrier he'd preemptively cast with but a single, fleeting thought. In a way, she reminds him of... ]
You strike me as a shear of wind, cutting across the surface of water. [ —he muses, bridging the distance between them with a grace that seems preternatural. ] Could your weapon of choice be a blade, perhaps?
[ He cannot know with any great measure of certainty, of course, but it is in him to wager a guess (and should a swordsman not always be able to recognize another?). From his own back, he draws Guiding Light, the blade lambent of its own accord, mirroring the golden glow which stems from the Hero King himself. ]
I would have you begin with learning to properly channel your mana. If you are familiar with wielding a sword, fall into the stance you adopt at rest— [ And for Sion, that is with Guiding Light's filigree blade slanted down and angled behind, permitting a strong rising cut, if necessary. ] —and in your mind's eye, create for yourself the pommel, the grip, the weight of the blade. It may be easier for you to focus your energy, in this way.