[Faust D'Rinishad]

Month of Junctior in the Season of Autumn, Era XIV

The Fitness and Bones Training Facility, notorious throughout Vortex for its ruthless instructors, nevertheless remained iconic of the city’s strength. Having pumped out more seasoned warriors in a year than some institutions did in a decade, the establishment was the pride of the necromantic city. In recent times business had been increasing. With the recent orcish incursion that had taken the Ariumite realm by night, many had enrolled in the Fitness and Bones to learn the ways of the warrior.

And some of these, Faust D’Rinishad among several others, oftentimes returned to help Markener and Zackner Gaveth, the overseers of the institution, to train eager and ambitious individuals.

The Vysstichi Prince stood amidst the vacant training room. His ebony feet, uncovered by their traditional boots, left fleeing indentations upon the sponge-layered floor as he twisted in graceful rotations. The dark elf’s ebony hands, bedecked in ardentium gloves, clenched fine long swords that he maneuvered in intricate blurs of motion. His body moved like a seamless whirlwind, adamantite and elven steel catching the room’s candlelight and flashing vibrantly as their edges hissed throughout the room.

Having arrived earlier to warm-up, the Prince of Har’oloth continued with the complicated routine, one wrist spinning over the other in a back and forth routine to perpetuate his deadly dance. His student would be arriving shortly.