by Banir Ironwood on January 17th, 2013, 9:56 am
After wondering around the Spires for a little while he walked towards the training grounds. A little curious as to why Ximal had summoned him? Most likely chance was to test something on him again. He had no real problem with that, pain wasn't so bad. Besides he had lived with a lot of it for years on end. What was a little more here and there? Even with his skin and bones strong, dense, and tough as they where. He still had a good handle and control over the pain he felt, personally he preferred to dodge. But still it was a good idea to manage pain in order to make an effective counter attack. Another fun thing he had learned from his father, and it seemed in his spars with Ximal it was a lesson never ending. As Banir moved his way through the many petals of the Spires and the many people on them. He noticed a few people stayed away from him, taking pause he realize he had been a little hunched over. Like he was in a bad mood, he felt bad, it wasn't his intention to appear foul. Regardless he couldn't fix it now and he needed to get to Ximal. His moment of thought had cost him time and he realized that standing here now was costing him more time. With a long and steady breath he focused and started moving his great weight forward. Taking long and steady breath's he jogged the rest of the way to the training grounds. His heavy twice as thick cold iron armour making loud clanking noises the entire way. As the distance closed and he found himself in the training grounds he looked around.
His red eyes rimmed with white found Ximal sitting on the ground doing, something. He had no real idea what he was doing but he was going to go say hello to his friend. Making sure his fur lined hood was still in place and that his scarf was soundly covering his face. He moved on over to Ximal with a smile beneath it. Quickly jogging over to Ximal Banir slowed to a walk as he got within ten feet. Personally Banir liked Ximal, he was an okay guy. Definitely someone he'd not mind sharing a drink with or a good conversation. That is if he could show his face and actually talk on a good day. Though Xi had caused Banir a lot of physical pain, he still respected the man as a friend. In his eyes, Ximal was just toughening him up with each blow. The moment Xi looked at him Banir offered a friendly wave with his left hand. Silent, simple, yet easy to understand. Banir's way of life.
"Where life leads me, is where I shall go. The greater question is, who is willing to accompany me on such a long travel?"
