Glory Days

[Dale Hunt]

"Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."

-Confucius

At the Crusaders' Den

Dale returned to the pack's Den after a run that night, using the back door as he entered the place in Uhran. Shifting back to Hishu, the Rahu is only wearing a pair of jeans; no shoes, no shirt, no vest. The Sergeant-at-Arns walked into the kitchen to get a drink of water, chugging the glass down in one big gulp. He had one hell of a run that evening, a good way to burn off some of his energy. He walked around the warehouse for a moment, figuring that the prospects were probably out and about on a beer run or something of the sort. It wasn't them he was looking for anyway, for who he needed that evening was their Ritemaster.

"Skaald? You around here?" called out Dale, hoping to catch the Cahalith. He figured Digger was likely around too, and since he was Alpha, it wouldn't hurt to have him present.

[Swift]

Skaald can easily be found in the area of the warehouse set aside for hand to hand and close quarters combat practice. He has his sword and shield out and is running through a series of exercise and motions at about 1/4 to 1/3 normal combat speed. The purpose is to train his muscle memory to follow a good form, designed to deliver efficient force and damage with a conservation of movement and without harming himself in the process. Learn it correctly slowly, and your body will remember when it matters. It was a practice common to all weapons training, but most famously known from the Japanese -- what they called katas.

As Dale enters and calls out Skaald finishes his current motion, falling back to a standard starting point for his style of fighting: shield held in front of him covering most vital zones and the one-handed sword presented point forward over the upper curve of the shield on his swordarm side. He pauses for a moment, make certain of the position before letting it fall and straightening. He moves to put away the shield and sword as he responds.

"Over here. What's up?" He asks, giving a nod of greeting to Digger as well as he joined the other two wolves.

[Dale Hunt]

Dale nodded at Digger as he came into the kitchen. "Run was good, got me thinking about some things," he replied to his Alpha, wiping some sweat off his forehead with his left hand. When Skaald walked over to them, the Rahu turned his attention to the Ritemaster. "I need you to do something for me; I need you to call on the Cahalunim." He paused for a moment as he poured himself another glass of water, drinking it down before speaking again.

"It is time for them to pass judgment on my actions," said Dale to the Ritemaster and his Alpha, giving them a single nod.

[Swift]

Skaald grins. "Of course I can call them for you!" After the sword practice water actually sounded like a good idea and so the Ritemaster grabs a glass and pours himself some as well. See, not every day is a beer day.

"Did you have anything in particular you wanted me to remind them about?"

[Dale Hunt]

OOC

I know continuity is all weird...so let's just ignore the fact that I'm referring to ongoing threads...damn PbP and its odd continuity! :P

Dale nodded at his Alpha, offering a quick smile before turning back to Skaald. "Yes," said the Rahu to the Ritemaster. "Remind them of how I put my own life on the line to defend the Tur from the hunters, and also in our fight with Usurer's Greed." He had stared death in the eye both times, but he had not given up. After all, he was Suthar Anzuth, and surrendering was not an option. Glorious death certainly was.

[Swift]

Skaald grins at the suggestion. "Absolutely. Where though?" As far as he knew they didn't have a locus at the warehouse. "The mausoleum? Unless there's a nearer spot we could use. I won't need anything for the rite, but if we're stepping sideways I'll want to bring a few things just in case."