09-07-2011, 01:15 AM
Kostus wiped away the beads of sweat on his forehead before slamming his mace against the training post again, using his momentum to duck down as the wooden arm swung towards him. Spinning on his heels, the young man then smashed the mace onto the wooden dummy, jumping up to avoid the spinning 'leg' that would attempt to trip him. Fatigue overtook him however, as his reactions were dulled. The piece of wood swung against the side of his leg, sweeping him off his feet. Kostus yelped as he lost his grip on the mace, falling onto his back with a thud and groaning as the handle of the mace fell onto his chest. "O-ouch..." A light brown dog barked, running over to the fallen man to lick his face. "G-gah! Latte, s-stop it! I need to finish the training session." Kostus sighed as he gently nudged the dog away, ignoring it's whining as he picked up his mace and began to attack the training post.
Kostus grunted as he dropped the mace, before checking the straps on his plate armor. He slowly got onto the ground, supporting himself with his arms. The man closed his eyes, breathing in once before lowering himself to the ground slowly, then pushing himself back up. This routine continues on for several minutes, Kostus taking a break after every set. "Ninety eight...Ninety nine...One hundred!" The young elf gritted his teeth as he slowly got to his feet, shakily strapping the mace onto his back again. Kostus panted for several minutes before smiling at the dog. "Go home Latte, I'll feed you tomorow okay? I need to go home to rest for now." With that, the man walks off towards the Royal Exchange. After several minutes of walking, the man finally reaches his house. The lock makes a soft 'Klack' noise as it's unlocked, the door creaking like always. The man stumbles inside as he quickly unstraps his set of armor and hangs it up on the dummy again. He brushes the sweat away from his eyes before glancing at the tub. "...A bath would be nice."
Kostus sighed as he smoothed out the blanket onto the floor, drapping another one over it afterwards. "...Four blankets to cushion me...It can't be...that bad can it?" Kostus sighed as he shrugged, walking over to drop the pillow down and slowly crawl into his makeshift bed. He shifts around for a few minutes, in obvious discomfort before sighing. "...This...is good for me. You don't see the main character always getting a nice bed when he's on an adventure." The elf sighed as he slowly closes his eyes, sleep slowly overcoming him. "Good...night mom. Good night...dad. Good...night...Ve-..." The man falls asleep before completing his sentence, quickly beggining to snore lightly.
Kostus grunted as he dropped the mace, before checking the straps on his plate armor. He slowly got onto the ground, supporting himself with his arms. The man closed his eyes, breathing in once before lowering himself to the ground slowly, then pushing himself back up. This routine continues on for several minutes, Kostus taking a break after every set. "Ninety eight...Ninety nine...One hundred!" The young elf gritted his teeth as he slowly got to his feet, shakily strapping the mace onto his back again. Kostus panted for several minutes before smiling at the dog. "Go home Latte, I'll feed you tomorow okay? I need to go home to rest for now." With that, the man walks off towards the Royal Exchange. After several minutes of walking, the man finally reaches his house. The lock makes a soft 'Klack' noise as it's unlocked, the door creaking like always. The man stumbles inside as he quickly unstraps his set of armor and hangs it up on the dummy again. He brushes the sweat away from his eyes before glancing at the tub. "...A bath would be nice."
Kostus sighed as he smoothed out the blanket onto the floor, drapping another one over it afterwards. "...Four blankets to cushion me...It can't be...that bad can it?" Kostus sighed as he shrugged, walking over to drop the pillow down and slowly crawl into his makeshift bed. He shifts around for a few minutes, in obvious discomfort before sighing. "...This...is good for me. You don't see the main character always getting a nice bed when he's on an adventure." The elf sighed as he slowly closes his eyes, sleep slowly overcoming him. "Good...night mom. Good night...dad. Good...night...Ve-..." The man falls asleep before completing his sentence, quickly beggining to snore lightly.
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