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raiyenvaladian · 4 months

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He really does want to learn…

Noticing the approaching Gilnean Blacksmith, the Ren’dorei let out a slight groan, thanking his lucky stars that upon returning from deployment he had already deposited his kit at home. The older gentleman drew closer, the ever present scowl fixed upon his features. His gaze shifted over the Ren’dorei and he grunted a little.

“Come then lad, you wanted to train. Get to the smithy.”

“Ackerman we have only -just- retur–”

“And? Do you want to train or do you want to slack off, Valadian? I am -not- going to waste my time on you, boy.”

Raiyen scowled, his ears flattened slightly as he had to stop himself making a retort.

“Apologies….’course I wanna train… I’ll ‘ead over to the smithy now…”

Plodding over to the blacksmiths, Raiyen noticed a box with his surname stamped to the top of the box, tilting his head a little he peered at the box for a moment before suddenly Thrydwulf Ackerman, the Sixth Cohort’s Blacksmith stood in front of him once more.

“… What are you waiting for? An invitation? Your name is on the bloody box boy. Come on.”

Biting his tongue slightly, Raiyen moved to the box and opened it. A set of the Seventh Legion standard issue in plate was inside, he turned to look back at Thrydwulf for a moment, who simply looked at him and nodded before going back to hammering a long piece of stormsteel into shape. Lifting the pieces out of the box, he pulled each piece on in turn, carefully making sure that it was on correctly. Although the plate was heavier than his leathers he was used to training on a daily basis, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.

A small grin formed on his features as he noticed it had all been custom built for himself, his height being taken into consideration as well as his speed. Given that he is and always would be a Riftblade, it was nice to feel that each joint was expertly crafted in order to give for maximum movement, as he finally and almost lastly pulled on his gauntlets he grinned a bit more. There was a small magpie stamped into each gauntlet just below his thumbs.

“It fits really well… Thanks Acker–…”

Thrydwulf simply waved his hand at the Ren’dorei.

“‘rm… No need to thank me, boy. You do what you do, I do what I do.”

Raiyen rolled his eyes slightly at the strange reply but knew that it was better not to question him. Turning his attention back to the gauntlets he examined the magpies, they had been carefully hammered into the metalwork during the forging and they both glowed with a dull hint of magic. Just as he was about to ask about it, Thrydwulf shoved a polearm and shield into his hands.

“Take these, go train on the dummies.”

“… ya made them already? I ain’t even been ‘ere… ya know right length and weigh–…”

Again he was cut off as Thyrdwulf scowled at him. The Gilnean stomped towards him and although he had to look up at Raiyen he was bloody intimidating all the same. Swallowing slightly, Raiyen had to stop himself from stepping backwards.

“Are you questioning my skills, boy?”

“No, Sir. Just marvelin’ at ‘em.”

Thrydwulf stood and stared at him for a long moment, as if there was some hidden agenda from the Ren’dorei, it made Raiyen feel uncomfortable and he simply busied himself with the weapon and shield. Shifting slightly he muttered; “I’ll… go ‘nd test it all out…” leaving Thrydwulf in the blacksmiths.

Thrydwulf shifted a little and watched him go, he let out a grunt. “Well…. At least it fits the tall bastard.” before he moved to stand outside with the helm that had been left in the box, watching the Ren’dorei test out the armour, shield and polearm. A thin smile formed on his features before the Gilnean sighed slightly, although it was good to see someone else training in a medium they were not used to, it did remind him of his son in law, painfully so given that all of his family bar his Grandson had perished from the Worgen curse upon Gilneas. Still the older man watched, the helm tucked under one arm as the Ren’dorei gave it his all, a smirk formed on his lips as he thought to himself; “He really does want to learn…”

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