From: c9e-al@danube.Berkeley.EDU (Chua Hak Lien) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: Rhoan: Re: Teondir: The Soldier seeks a Master Date: 21 May 1992 14:37:21 GMT Message-ID: References: <1992May20.105438.55739@cc.usu.edu> <1992May20.203456.55770@cc.usu.edu> In article <1992May20.203456.55770@cc.usu.edu> slskq@cc.usu.edu writes: > > Rhoan examines the blade as he sits. "That truely is a fine blade. >I'm sure your father wore it well." With that said, he suddenly turn very >serious and looks the eager young lad straight in the eye. "I have seen >graves marked with swords such as this. Living by the sword is more than >knowing the moves, its knowing yourself and your opponent. Do you know >when it is best to be on the offensive? The deffensive? Do you have the >courage to run? Can you recognize the consequences of losing or winning? >To help you with these questions I offer this wisdom that I lacked at your >age: No matter how much you practice and train, there will always be one >who is either more skilled or luckier than you." "That's why.. why I came to ask for a master swordsman. I need to learn. I know there will be more people that are more skilled than me", he clutches the sword hilt with both hands, "but all I need is some decent measure of prowess. Right now, all that I have been taught would only suffice to best a limping ork, or a blind man. I want to be better...". Serene passes him by holding a platter of smoked duck, and his eyes follow it greedily. Teondir +=-=-=+