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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Fire Emblem on Forums (FEF), IC/Game Thread
« on: February 15, 2013, 07:46:38 am »
((Time's up v:!))
And so to sleep they all went, eventually.
They were woken up early at the morning, so early that even the rooster didn't sing his terrible melody yet. Moon was down, sun not within a sight, albeit the sky was grey and not dark blue. A group of soldiers then accompanied the mercenaries to a large dining room, where they had a small meal alongside soldiers, who were all wearing uniforms.
And then the training began.
"Today we will be marching all the way to the northern part of the forest, and then my soldiers will stage a mock ambush against you. No worries, they will only have wooden weapons. They road is long, so you better...
It was full of exercise...
"...move, move, MOVE! Higher with those legs! My two little daughters are running faster! In combat you must be quick and agile, because, as my husband likes to say..."
And more exercise...
"...an immobile soldier is dead soldier. I will show you the differences between heavy and light armor, how to exploit them for your benefits. After that, we will move on to specialized weaponry..."
And a little theory. Seven days of training, from early morning to late night. There was marching, and combat practice, and obstacle courses, and mock battles, and tactical deployments, and quite possibly every nuance of combat was covered. Also...
"...it's third time you've collapsed at my obstacle course! What's wrong with you?"
...the whole ordeal was extremely exhausting.
However, the youngsters built a little of physical prowess, not to mention all that knowledge and experience they have been gifted.
((Giving you +1 to CON and +50 to EXP Pool - which means you're all at level 3 now, congratz V: Of course you understand I will try to murder you at very next chapter c:))
A week have passed. Unlike during the training course, it was late morning when the mercenary group was awoken, by no one else than Aaron himself. He gave everyone a slight push, and then woke Sterling up.
"Good morning. I hope you and your six mercenaries had nice sleep, hmm?" ((For clarification; no, Gregor is not here.))
And so to sleep they all went, eventually.
They were woken up early at the morning, so early that even the rooster didn't sing his terrible melody yet. Moon was down, sun not within a sight, albeit the sky was grey and not dark blue. A group of soldiers then accompanied the mercenaries to a large dining room, where they had a small meal alongside soldiers, who were all wearing uniforms.
And then the training began.
"Today we will be marching all the way to the northern part of the forest, and then my soldiers will stage a mock ambush against you. No worries, they will only have wooden weapons. They road is long, so you better...It was full of exercise...
"...move, move, MOVE! Higher with those legs! My two little daughters are running faster! In combat you must be quick and agile, because, as my husband likes to say..."And more exercise...
"...an immobile soldier is dead soldier. I will show you the differences between heavy and light armor, how to exploit them for your benefits. After that, we will move on to specialized weaponry..."And a little theory. Seven days of training, from early morning to late night. There was marching, and combat practice, and obstacle courses, and mock battles, and tactical deployments, and quite possibly every nuance of combat was covered. Also...
"...it's third time you've collapsed at my obstacle course! What's wrong with you?"...the whole ordeal was extremely exhausting.
However, the youngsters built a little of physical prowess, not to mention all that knowledge and experience they have been gifted.
((Giving you +1 to CON and +50 to EXP Pool - which means you're all at level 3 now, congratz V: Of course you understand I will try to murder you at very next chapter c:))
A week have passed. Unlike during the training course, it was late morning when the mercenary group was awoken, by no one else than Aaron himself. He gave everyone a slight push, and then woke Sterling up.
"Good morning. I hope you and your six mercenaries had nice sleep, hmm?" ((For clarification; no, Gregor is not here.))
