46th of Summer 514 AV
Jaye wandered through her garden with a smile. With her leg as damaged as it was she had had plenty of time to sit on her butt weeding and tending the area. Though she had little knowledge or interest in the area it was an obligation of her purchase and with so many other cottages looking so well kept she felt a touch of shame for the neglect hers had seen from its previous owner. Besides...the birds loved the thick and pungent flowers that blossomed further as competing weeds were removed.
The Kendoka Sasaran lay directly across the stone street from her own residence. She had spent much time analyzing the map given to her upon entering Riverfall during her days of bed rest and since then had often gone to it watching enviously as the Akalak trained. The Akalak were bastions of strength and vigour, warriors beyond imagine and as Jaye gazed upon their ranks she felt the familiar tug in her abdomen that she felt whenever she saw Atoll. It was an unfamiliar but pleasant tingle that ran through her spine and the inside of her thighs.
This time, however, she would finally step foot within the cavernous training area. Black brown beams stretched over the top of the structure while pale wood creeped along the floor. Cleaned thoroughly at the beginning and end of everyday dust never had the chance the collect in anything but the narrowest of corners.
The head of the studio roamed the floor as he always did. Overwhelmingly tall Mizra is a king among the Akalak, a beast of men and as he approached Jaye a smile upon his face she cannot help but blush as she returns it.
"You have your spear today. I take it you plan to do more than observe this time?"
Jaye grinned a reply, "Yes, finally." Her response received an amused chortle as Mizra glanced about the studio again before returning his attention to her.
"So, I assume you would like to learn more about your companion?" He nodded at her spear. His language made her smile to herself. She was surprised by how much in Riverfall reminded her of her father, just as this mans relation of weapon to human did.
"Yes. My heel, it's healed enough for me to do a light work out. I know a little about throwing a spear but with the lunge it requires...I can't do it with my leg as it is. So I would like to learn how to fight with it by hand."
He nodded and gestured at a relatively young pale purple Akalak, "Sohryn, is the spear instructor, among other weapons. You may join his group on the far side. Since you will just be doing basic stretching and holding and of the pole arm students should be able to help you with the basics." He explained nodding in the direction in which she should trod.
"Thank you," Jaye replied as she skirted the outside of the training area careful to warn away approaching trainees, "Behind. Behind. Behind." She chanted quietly when any approached her careful passage, as several students backed away from an approaching opponent.
A small group of students with javelins, staffs, and spears among other long arms were warming up for the day several stretching and doing gentle maneuvers with their chosen weapon.
A slightly fainter purple hued student stood aside from the others without a partner. Hair dark and curling about near his jaw Jaye tilted her head as she approached and extended a hand, "Jaye." She introduced without preamble, "I haven't trained here before, they instructed me to find a partner to gently warm up with and learn basic handling?" She explained briefly.
This wasn't a social call, or a chance to get to know one another. She was here to exercise, to stretch long unused muscles. Her right leg was still wrapped though the cast had been removed and even as she walked she felt the muscle tense, shortened from lack of use.
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