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Stretching northward along the coastline of the Suvan Sea, the Cobalt Mountains are the home of the Bronze Wood, numerous ruins, and creatures both strange and fantastical.
by Holland Rolandus on March 5th, 2015, 5:13 am

Spring, 25th 514 A.V 3rd bell
Holland Rolandus finds himself to be quite comfortable. He is currently attempting to condition his body for fighting. After having realized that physical condition can determine fights.
Much unlike a typical day of exercise and training for Holland; This one would be fervent and unforgiving. Holland refused to do any less then the best that he could, and he would go out of his way to ensure it. Even if it meant that he would be so sore that he would be incapable of moving for several days at a time. Then he would do so willingly simply to build his endurance, and body. The most important aspect of combat is conditioning, and fighting isn't simply won in an arena. Truly; Fights are determined before even entering a combat situation. Holland came to learn that the hard way in several of his battles.
Now the time has come for him to actually begin progressing. His ultimate goal today was to walk away feeling accomplished. Holland wanted to be stronger; Faster and more agile. Holland wanted to simply better himself as a combatant. Therefore he began first by attempting to stretch his muscles. In order to loosen himself up a bit. He'd found that in the past few days after exercising; He'd had to endure soreness. Holland begins first by standing fully erect without a hint of leniency in his spine. Leaning forward and bending as far as he could; Whilst outstretching his arms. Attempting to touch his toes, and stretching as far down as he was capable of doing so.
Touching his toes, and attempting to coil his fingertips about the tips of his boots for a moment. In an attempt to make the stretch more intense, and to somewhat try increasing his flexibility. Although it did cause him a great deal of pain; When he stood erect again he'd felt quite a bit relieved. Now he would begin to turn about slowly. Before he steps forward with his right foot first, and begins to jog. Although the jog; for now would be short lived and he wouldn't cover too much of a distance before stopping. In the end he felt that it would be worth the effort though. Therefore he would simply have to endure the ache of his muscles afterward.
Holland begins to jog about through The Woods at a brisk pace. Although he began to pay attention to a few key details. One thing he noticed was that as he ran; His heart rate increased. The second thing was that as he ran; His pace of breathing became more rapid. Therefore he would probably have to learn how to control such things in due time.


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by Holland Rolandus on March 7th, 2015, 6:53 pm

Having been inspired by new found energy; Holland begins to dart off further into The Bronze Woods. Attempting to burn out all of his resolve; Being that the harder you worked the better the results tended to be. Therefore through hard work diligence and dedication, Holland would accomplish his goal. Only an individual that is willing to put in quite a large amount of work; Is even worthy of being called a fighter. Let alone a mercenary; Holland figured, as he began to think about what his future would be like. Hopefully it would be good; Holland imagines that if he continues taking the path he is taking now, through hard work and dedication he would become strong. Regardless of what it took; He would become a well known fighter at all costs. Even if it meant having to nearly be killed a few times in order to learn.
Beginning to feel nauseous; Holland stops his high paced running. He'd ran at full speed; whereas only a mere moment ago he'd just been jogging. The difference was fairly obvious, Holland had to use more effort when it came to running faster. His heart rate increased much more rapidly as did his rate of breathing. Holland continues to learn more and more about bodily strain as he goes along. Sprinting required much more effort, and yet it provided more speed when running. Regardless of what it is he did; He continued to learn more about himself. Discovering things about himself that not even he knew.
Holland, for the first time has come to realize that he has limitations. Although for now those limitations are low; He can make them higher by doing more vigorous training. Holland loved the fact that his muscles stung and burned after he finished his run. He completely stops, and begins to walk over toward his Tent. Where he would take a seat and review in his mind the things that he'd done today. Holland learned how hard running really is; He sits down and just now realizes how much sweat he actually was drenched in. Feeling accomplished, and smiling ; Holland immediately knew that this was the direct result of his hard work. Therefore he would be right back out as soon as he possibly could to train himself. Holland told Lorden to meet him in a few days for combat training. Hopefully things would go well, and he would have slightly improved since then. 

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by Orin Fenix on April 3rd, 2015, 11:00 pm

Grades are Served
Holland Rolandus
Skill | XP |
Acrobatics | 1 |
Running | 3 |
Endurance | 2 |
Observation | 2 |
Skill 3 | # |
Lores
- Running: Need to Control Breath
- Running: How Not to Fall
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