[Viskyia Crow]

The priest did in fact take a while. He was at his morning tea, and that was definitely a ritual he was not willing to forego just to indulge a new student. The wizened old priest made his way quietly to the training yard and sat down beside Rhargn, ignoring the bad weather completely. As far as he was concerned the weather was irrelevant. Then he waited, quietly, for the student to notice him. While he did so, he studied the new pupil and considered how best he was going to start grooming this man into a better fighter.

After a time, the old man cleared his throat. He was dressed in a loose robe depicting his rank in the priesthood. He looked well into his seventies, though the shaven head and the pair of tiny glasses perched on the edge of his nose made him seem perhaps older.

“Stops staring and stands up and tell me your name, boy.” The priest said in a frail little voice. It was obvious he loved the sound ‘s’ because he added it to almost every extra word he could. “I’m Faulto Debrais, and I’m your new worst friend for the next cycle or so, if you’re the one wanting to brushs up on your mace skills a bit.” He added, after Rhargn had introduced himself.

“Now then.. lets me see your mace.” Faulto held out his hand for Rhargn’s weapon and inspected it. He shook his head and set it aside. “This won’t do. Not for this phase of your training.” The priest said. He turned, then seemingly from thin air produced a new mace, almost identical the one Rhargn used. He offered it out to Rhargn and said “That’ll do you a stead better than whats you’re swinging with now, in terms of training.” The new mace was enormous, and it was rather suspect how the wizened little man could heft such a thing to begin with.

The mace itself was constructed very similarly to Rhargen’s own, but it was inlaid with iron plates that at the very least doubled its weight. Even for the big man, it was a strain to heft. “You gonna learns everything I have to teach you with that there mace, son.” The priest said. “Then when you go back to your own, you will have much more finesse and ease in using it properly.”

The priest looked thoughtfully at Rhargn, and said “Now then, show’s me all the steps, stances, and swings you’ve already learned, so’s we can get started.”