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Timestamp: Fall 38th, 512 AV
Participant: Oitera
NPC: Harif Fral
It was a good day for a hunt, Harif Fral thought to himself. He stood in the Courtyard, waiting for his apprentices in the early morning light. Strapped to his back was his gear and upon his normally cheery face was an expression of seriousness tempered only by the slightest hints of amusement at the sight of some of his tired apprentices. He'd get that sleepiness knocked out of them soon enough. Nobody ever survived a hunt half asleep after all.
The Avora cracked his neck as he surveyed the lines of budding hunters and trackers. He had picked this group well, seeing in each of them a strength of will that would make them great providers of food for the colony. He wasn't so sure about the late scragglers that slowly trickled into his group, however. He thought of which ones would likely lose their lives in the coming years, a result of carelessness and a crude lack of sense that would cull the weak and foolish from the whole of their society and would result only in the betterment of their race as a whole. He could not pity those men and women that would go out there and learn nothing only to suffer their punishment later.
Separating them into their respective futures mentally, the man huffed as the last two stragglers made it into the party. Now, he had all ten of them under his watch.
"Congratulations, apprentices. Today you get to hunt and learn something worth while finally." Harif began. "Out there, you will learn how to track, ambush, and take down beasts of any size. You will learn how to build shelter, how to identify an animal by footprint and scat, and where to aim when you are using a bow on them. I will not tolerate any laziness or foolishness. You are responsible for yourselves. Do you understand me?"
He came off as stern as he addressed his apprentices. It was well known that Harif didn't stand for foolery of any kind when he instructed and it was unsurprising that he would let them all know right now that he wouldn't be holding their hands out there. Now, as he looked over the ten critically, they shuffled in the awkwardness. Some didnt seem as prepared as he had hoped they would be and by the glare in his eye, they all knew it. It was too late to go back and change it now, for he wheeled around and promptly led them from the courtyard, out the gate, and onto the Sanikas road without another word. He expected them to follow and if any didn't, they would be left behind to catch up or go home and wait for the next opportunity to learn in the field.
Timestamp: Fall 38th, 512 AV
Participant: Oitera
NPC: Harif Fral
It was a good day for a hunt, Harif Fral thought to himself. He stood in the Courtyard, waiting for his apprentices in the early morning light. Strapped to his back was his gear and upon his normally cheery face was an expression of seriousness tempered only by the slightest hints of amusement at the sight of some of his tired apprentices. He'd get that sleepiness knocked out of them soon enough. Nobody ever survived a hunt half asleep after all.
The Avora cracked his neck as he surveyed the lines of budding hunters and trackers. He had picked this group well, seeing in each of them a strength of will that would make them great providers of food for the colony. He wasn't so sure about the late scragglers that slowly trickled into his group, however. He thought of which ones would likely lose their lives in the coming years, a result of carelessness and a crude lack of sense that would cull the weak and foolish from the whole of their society and would result only in the betterment of their race as a whole. He could not pity those men and women that would go out there and learn nothing only to suffer their punishment later.
Separating them into their respective futures mentally, the man huffed as the last two stragglers made it into the party. Now, he had all ten of them under his watch.
"Congratulations, apprentices. Today you get to hunt and learn something worth while finally." Harif began. "Out there, you will learn how to track, ambush, and take down beasts of any size. You will learn how to build shelter, how to identify an animal by footprint and scat, and where to aim when you are using a bow on them. I will not tolerate any laziness or foolishness. You are responsible for yourselves. Do you understand me?"
He came off as stern as he addressed his apprentices. It was well known that Harif didn't stand for foolery of any kind when he instructed and it was unsurprising that he would let them all know right now that he wouldn't be holding their hands out there. Now, as he looked over the ten critically, they shuffled in the awkwardness. Some didnt seem as prepared as he had hoped they would be and by the glare in his eye, they all knew it. It was too late to go back and change it now, for he wheeled around and promptly led them from the courtyard, out the gate, and onto the Sanikas road without another word. He expected them to follow and if any didn't, they would be left behind to catch up or go home and wait for the next opportunity to learn in the field.
