Train the recruits! (Solo Jerb)

Job stuff:

A commander of the rune knight ordered a group of young boys and girls to fall in line, and they did so quite improperly . . . one of them was facing the wrong way, away from the commander. One who was facing the right way was dressed as a monkey, other one, who was wearing a biking helmet, clearly some form of disabled or using holder magic . . . And the last was a pig. "Oh, oh, sorry. Was facing the wrong way." the one boy turned around and the pig exploded spontaneously into a pile of ashes after attempting to use a spell. This was how bad these starter rune knights were. These rookies were in a ton of trouble simply because of their inexperience . . They were calling in some experts. By experts, that means D rank magicians with minimum experience themselves, but more control than these fools, was brought into the fold.

Walking onto the podium before the three remaining soldiers, one of whom was a pig who wasn't a solider, just some pig that managed to step on a rune circle, it was a very muscular figure standing at 6'1" in height, on his feet were moccasins made from bear fur and linen wraps tying them on to his well toned legs. A pair of shorts beneath what appeared to be a bear-pelt tied around his waist hanging in the front with a leafy belt holding it all together. He wore a chest-plate that was made of rather well made leather with various designs, all held on together by straps and such that kept everything in place, including the 'X' straps holding the large emerald on. A single shoulder pad adorned his right side, keeping a glowing and painted bear-head in place. His skin was pale and covered with green glowing markings etched into his skin in tribal manners. As for his face, it was youthful, and on his head sprouted green hair . . . The most identifiable structure on the man, was his antlers. Large, vestigial, antlers that branched from the sides of his skull. There was a sense of kindness and powerful emotions in this figure. . . His porcelain white skin comes to a blotchy halt on the left side of his body from the neck going down, where the tattoos begin and paints his body green in glowing tattoos taking on a fractal/thick vein pattern that leaves portions of his skin exposed and untouched. Underneath long green and white hair were two sunken in eyes with black rings around, either sleep deprivation or powered by something that was having negative effects upon his body.


It was Furion. With his hearty and boisterous voice he announced his name and his reason of being there. However doing so caused morale to drop slightly . . . Furion would sigh . . . "So, you're here to help us? I want to be a fire magician!" ""Baseball!" the man in the helmet said, further reinforcing his stupidity and frail mind, which caused Furion some worry as to how he was realizing who he was training. Whereas the man in the monkey costume paused and didn't say anything. This brought a rather worrying question to Furion's mind 'do they not even know what magic is?'. ". . . Listen Kids. It isn't about what you WANT to be. You see, bodies are usually already flowing with magical substances and such, this takes the form of Lacrima when extracted. Usually, the type of magic you want to be able to use isn't the one you have. Some of you might need an object of importance to channel your magics through to manifest as something like holder. . . "

". . . I'm going to train you the only way I know how. I'm going to hit you until one of you starts shapeshifting, summoning weapons, or breathing fire!" . . . Wait, what? Thats what happened to. For the next six hours Furion spent his time beating the recruits into shape until one of them finally worked up energies, one of whom, the monkey, was able to summon large roots from the ground to entangle furion. Their abilities were unlocked through self defense, aggression, and pain. While no, this was not conventional, the few broken ribs that these children suffered were what activated their internal abilities, excluding the mentally disabled rune knight. The mentally disabled rune knight had a helmet holder magic that based on bashing his head into things . .. Yeah, really useful. the point is, the majority of them were able to use magic now.

WC: 774