[SP-F1] Tattered Wings

[Raideus 0]

In moments of pure serenity, the vigilant sit in the calm and away the impending doom of tomorrow. Such is the way of Akeidan. He laid motionless in his room, taking short breathes. His fingers move over and picked up his sheath slowly. He rose and moving his sword out of its sheath. He slice the air and spun in form. Another strike and then another the sword decorated the sky with his smooth steel.  

He placed his sword in the sheath and spun back on to the floor. 

[Raideus 0]

Inconsistently he found errors in the swiping of his sword one place it seem like it was too far for stretch While others it seem like the stretch was a little short. Making money adjustments to his stance and thought process he was able to correct these and move on to much greater problems. Honestly he did not understand what to do. His grave and passion for war did not fit in his current position. He wanted to be on the front lines but all the monsters that people feared with speed and accuracy to be revered. But at this current point he was nothing more than a Nave silence fell over his lips. It's hard breathing came down to a slow banter. Regardless he looked upon his exercise and found it good. But exercises mean nothing if you have no intention of using what you have.

[Raideus 0]

It was a Mindless Behavior the fell short I'm doing any real service to anyone. He thought himself a civil servant Mentor wage war against all wrongdoers. Butt he did not find it in himself to judge another based upon the actions of the past. Much is to be said about one who fall short of the mark but not in a way that will offend them make them the enemy. He found this to be unsubstantial and downright inconceivable in the world such as this one. For every Ally meant the difference between life and death every sword what the difference in battle. The world one's answer to people who are crazy Mad Men who struck down their fellow players and Cold Blood. But those days have long passed. There's no need to judge them any longer as long as the alliance's good work one strong remain as strong as needed. But he knew that one day that his opinion of this matter what change nothing ever stays the same that of the mind or that of the body. He rose to his feet at his moment of thought he understood that it made no sense to the common listener but to him it made all the sense.