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The Way of the Weapon
Joe laughed to Orkashak in good nature. "Yeah, its good enough." he replied in regards to the Dorin's question. Joe moved over the middle of the pier they stood on and held his weapon up about chest level for Orka to see. "First things first..." he said, twirling the weapon over as he spoke. "You have to understand your weapon. I mean, really understand it you know?" The sailor smiled as he realized he wasn't really be specific. "What I mean is, you have to get a feel for your weapon. Understand what it's about and where it comes from. Have to bond with it."
Joe looked around the docks for a second before turning back to Orka. "The claymore is a weapon of brute strength. Its about skill, grace, and balance. You respect it, and it will respect you. You should strive to not merely wield the weapon, but become the weapon. The claymore knows it possess the most strength of any sword; it doesn't respect those that don't possess the same strength in spirit."
Joe looked at the dorin and laughed deeply, realizing he was probably talking crazy to Orka. "Well...anyways what I'm trying to say is just to get a feel for the weapon." He twirled the sword by its handle expertly. "Ok now, we'll start off with a few basic stances. First though, I want you to show me your stance as it is now. Just show me what comes naturally to you." Joe waited for Orka to comply. A sailor, he had seen many battles. He also saw more then he wanted of fighters killed. He would try to train Orkashak as well as he could; so that he wouldn't have to worry about the Dorin in a fight.
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