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Eldaire · 11-06-2003, 12:49 AM

A voice called from above.

"No Eldaire, this fight is done. You fought well! I'm proud!"

"Master! You've been here the whole time?"

"Ah, I was wondering when you were going to involve yourself. I had begun to think you were a mere spectator," called the samurai.

A young man, 18 years of age, floated from above and landed in front of Eldaire. He had a bowl cut of brown hair that fell just below his eyes which seemed to have infinitely different colors within them. He was dressed a white sleeveless shirt and loose fitting blue pants. Around his wrist were bands the same light blue color as the pants. He wore no shoes and seemed to carry no weapons.

"You're learning quickly, but you're not good enough to fight opponents like this one. On top of that, those two in the field have much more strength than the samurai gives them credit for. Your training for the day is done. Now go to the fields, you must be freezing! You can watch from there."

"Yes sir," responded Eldaire as he walked away.

"Hold on. You're obviously much younger than that warrior. Why does he call you master?"

"Before I answer your question allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matt. I am a warrior of heaven. To answer your question, you are being far too easily decieved by my form. I carry in my head mellinia old knowledge. You see, I am the human incarnation of an angelic warrior."

Just then power seemed to explode from Matt. He seemed to glow a simultaneously powerful and genlte white aura. Powerful in force, but gentle on the eyes. This glow also caused his hair to turn a golden blonde.

"I fight without weapons as you would call them. I fight with the sword of the spirit. I am protected by the shield of faith, the breastplate of righteousness, and the helm of salvation. I am guided by the belt of truth and my feet are shod with peace."

"Spare me your Biblical nonsense."

"Ah, I don't speak metaphorically, well, not entirely. I'm being quite literal. These things are truly attainable, but they are not material. You see, the sword of the spirit is my spirit energy which I manipulate into attacks. Righteousness makes me sure of my cause and able to endure heavy blows. Faith makes me fearless and keeps me from hesitating. Salvation guides my thoughts and keeps my course clear. And my desire for peace keeps me on the right path."

"Philisophical nonsense. You have nothing that I myself don't already possess."

"If you say so. Regardless if you offer stands for me as well as my pupil, I would be happy to join you. Those below us are most powerful indeed, and it would be wise to fight them together. By the way, what is your name warrior?"

11-06-2003, 12:49 AM	#21 (permalink)
Eldaire Loser Location: Davidson College, NC	A voice called from above. "No Eldaire, this fight is done. You fought well! I'm proud!" "Master! You've been here the whole time?" "Ah, I was wondering when you were going to involve yourself. I had begun to think you were a mere spectator," called the samurai. A young man, 18 years of age, floated from above and landed in front of Eldaire. He had a bowl cut of brown hair that fell just below his eyes which seemed to have infinitely different colors within them. He was dressed a white sleeveless shirt and loose fitting blue pants. Around his wrist were bands the same light blue color as the pants. He wore no shoes and seemed to carry no weapons. "You're learning quickly, but you're not good enough to fight opponents like this one. On top of that, those two in the field have much more strength than the samurai gives them credit for. Your training for the day is done. Now go to the fields, you must be freezing! You can watch from there." "Yes sir," responded Eldaire as he walked away. "Hold on. You're obviously much younger than that warrior. Why does he call you master?" "Before I answer your question allow me to introduce myself. My name is Matt. I am a warrior of heaven. To answer your question, you are being far too easily decieved by my form. I carry in my head mellinia old knowledge. You see, I am the human incarnation of an angelic warrior." Just then power seemed to explode from Matt. He seemed to glow a simultaneously powerful and genlte white aura. Powerful in force, but gentle on the eyes. This glow also caused his hair to turn a golden blonde. "I fight without weapons as you would call them. I fight with the sword of the spirit. I am protected by the shield of faith, the breastplate of righteousness, and the helm of salvation. I am guided by the belt of truth and my feet are shod with peace." "Spare me your Biblical nonsense." "Ah, I don't speak metaphorically, well, not entirely. I'm being quite literal. These things are truly attainable, but they are not material. You see, the sword of the spirit is my spirit energy which I manipulate into attacks. Righteousness makes me sure of my cause and able to endure heavy blows. Faith makes me fearless and keeps me from hesitating. Salvation guides my thoughts and keeps my course clear. And my desire for peace keeps me on the right path." "Philisophical nonsense. You have nothing that I myself don't already possess." "If you say so. Regardless if you offer stands for me as well as my pupil, I would be happy to join you. Those below us are most powerful indeed, and it would be wise to fight them together. By the way, what is your name warrior?" Last edited by Eldaire; 11-06-2003 at 03:27 PM..