[DTA] Becoming One with the Blade - Yinmaris Iathrana
Aug 21, 2023 22:45:01 GMT
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Post by Yinmaris on Aug 21, 2023 22:45:01 GMT
There is a series of soft thuds and an exhausted sigh as Yinmaris carefully drops his weapons, tailored jacket and studded armour on one side of his bed. He'd put them away properly later but first he needed to do the exercises that Ildimiir had told him to do to train his flexibility and reduce pulled muscles. Beginning by move his living room table to the side to make a space to get to it, as Yin started to do the stretches he began to contemplate to himself about home. He'd wished Ildimiir Mishrak was the one to teach him all that time ago, it was the Feywilds so even he didn't know how many years or decades ago it was since his mother had brought her old war "companion", Lucan Liadon. The thought of Lucan caused Yin to wince.
The cruel bastard had the worst aspects of being an eladrin of Summer and my dislike of his incompetent training only fueled Lucan's ire. If he could see me now, he'd probably take credit for all of my deeds knowing the toxic ego of Liadon.
Yin breathes out as he slowly moves his arms back towards a resting position, he could feel both his physical and mental strain wash away. Using the exercises as a spot of therapy and meditation.
I wonder if Ildimiir knew, she's from the Summer Court and may know mother and Lucan but who knows right now, and reach for the sun.
Yin breathes in, begins moving his arm extended upwards, with his body arched slightly back and his legs planted firmly.
After half an hour he moves the coffee table back, lifting it back to it's original place in the room. The young eladrin puts away his equipment neatly, despite his chaotic personality he loves to keep his stuff tidy and clothes folded neatly. Yin then goes to his desk and starts writing a letter; After a few drafts, the last of which he places in his sent letters drawer along with all his previous sent letters, he pens a letter and readies wax and his signet ring for stamping.
Letter sent from Yin to Queen Merla, the Daughter of Summer :
The cruel bastard had the worst aspects of being an eladrin of Summer and my dislike of his incompetent training only fueled Lucan's ire. If he could see me now, he'd probably take credit for all of my deeds knowing the toxic ego of Liadon.
Yin breathes out as he slowly moves his arms back towards a resting position, he could feel both his physical and mental strain wash away. Using the exercises as a spot of therapy and meditation.
I wonder if Ildimiir knew, she's from the Summer Court and may know mother and Lucan but who knows right now, and reach for the sun.
Yin breathes in, begins moving his arm extended upwards, with his body arched slightly back and his legs planted firmly.
After half an hour he moves the coffee table back, lifting it back to it's original place in the room. The young eladrin puts away his equipment neatly, despite his chaotic personality he loves to keep his stuff tidy and clothes folded neatly. Yin then goes to his desk and starts writing a letter; After a few drafts, the last of which he places in his sent letters drawer along with all his previous sent letters, he pens a letter and readies wax and his signet ring for stamping.
Letter sent from Yin to Queen Merla, the Daughter of Summer :
Your Majesty,
I hope you are having a splendid day. I wished to write this letter in part to say I plan on coming to the Court in the coming week with some adventurer friends to assist with finding out more about the Temple of All Seasons. As well as making sure the fey that the Myconids called "dark servants" are not still around as at the time I was there Kerrak, the leader of the small group (who I think were either scouts or spies, both of which are concerning). Additionally, I wish to at least find the second key to the large door I have previously mentioned. I would rather it be in safe hands and if you wish to have the key to keep the door secured or for it to be opened then I shall do as commanded by you, my Queen.
On a personal note, I am doing well and training under a fencer whose name you may recognise from the Summer Court, Ildimiir Mishrak. She is a trainer in the Order of the Crimson Fist and has taken me under her wing while I train at the OCF in fencing and I have learned a great deal from her . It is very clear that she is, by magnitudes, an extraordinary teacher who is very capable contrary to the dull saying about teacher being unable to do that Dawnlanders seem to enjoy spouting. The Order have been amazingly accomodating and despite their very ominous name it is rather admirable that their ethos/oath is based around protecting the innocent and fighting evil. I know you enjoy my letters as previously discussed when you gifted me the boon and frankly I do enjoy sending them, I do hope the last letter was useful and I am going to talk to Henri Fitzroi at some point to maybe find out more about Glastor and this Lady of the Well. I do worry of the state of the Dawnlands and it's people, it feels like things are divided and turning to darkness. But with ourSong, your boon which I cherish dearly and my training with Ildimiir I am sure I can help protect not just the Prime Material but home as well at the Court of Harmony and bring Light. For it is only in guarding against Darkness that Light can truly bloom.
If there is anything I can do to assist you, I shall strive to do what I can be it in the Wilds or wherever you require me to be.
May the wind be always at your back and may the sun shine warm upon your face.
Your humble Songbearer,
Yinmaris Iathrana
I hope you are having a splendid day. I wished to write this letter in part to say I plan on coming to the Court in the coming week with some adventurer friends to assist with finding out more about the Temple of All Seasons. As well as making sure the fey that the Myconids called "dark servants" are not still around as at the time I was there Kerrak, the leader of the small group (who I think were either scouts or spies, both of which are concerning). Additionally, I wish to at least find the second key to the large door I have previously mentioned. I would rather it be in safe hands and if you wish to have the key to keep the door secured or for it to be opened then I shall do as commanded by you, my Queen.
On a personal note, I am doing well and training under a fencer whose name you may recognise from the Summer Court, Ildimiir Mishrak. She is a trainer in the Order of the Crimson Fist and has taken me under her wing while I train at the OCF in fencing and I have learned a great deal from her . It is very clear that she is, by magnitudes, an extraordinary teacher who is very capable contrary to the dull saying about teacher being unable to do that Dawnlanders seem to enjoy spouting. The Order have been amazingly accomodating and despite their very ominous name it is rather admirable that their ethos/oath is based around protecting the innocent and fighting evil. I know you enjoy my letters as previously discussed when you gifted me the boon and frankly I do enjoy sending them, I do hope the last letter was useful and I am going to talk to Henri Fitzroi at some point to maybe find out more about Glastor and this Lady of the Well. I do worry of the state of the Dawnlands and it's people, it feels like things are divided and turning to darkness. But with ourSong, your boon which I cherish dearly and my training with Ildimiir I am sure I can help protect not just the Prime Material but home as well at the Court of Harmony and bring Light. For it is only in guarding against Darkness that Light can truly bloom.
If there is anything I can do to assist you, I shall strive to do what I can be it in the Wilds or wherever you require me to be.
May the wind be always at your back and may the sun shine warm upon your face.
Your humble Songbearer,
Yinmaris Iathrana
