Bitter and Sad it Seems...

[Xerake]

Xerake creeps past the smith of Trollsbane from the entrance, and walks to a tree just a bit of a ways from the tavern. He takes out a weak training tool, and begins to hack at the tree relentlessly...

Apparently, the gods found it humorous to weaken him in combat, and now it's likely he's vulnerable compared to those he used to beat easily.

No longer is he a great fighter, but rather, a bitter shell of his once true form. Only when he becomes skilled in swordplay again will he be the same.

But now he stares at the tree, hacking away and trying techniques that are failing at the moment.

Hacking, hacking, hacking, hacking, hacking...

[Freo]

Freo makes his way past the tavern and begins to cut down some trees for fire wood. Soon he notices Xerake hacking at the tree, and he stops to watch. Unsure of whether or not Xerake sees him, Freo continues to watch quitely.

[Faramier]

Faramier walks through the woods quietly not paying much attention to anything, he contemplates his place on this island and sighs sadly.

Soon he comes across Xerake hacking at the tree, he finds it curious how his partner has become so weakened.

Faramier approaches him.

"Xerake?"

[Kzarak Zhoruch]

An orc happens to pass by, seeing Xerakes disgrace.

Orc watches the endless hacking for a while...

"What is wrong, man who would weild blade and be proud?" the orc utters but hears no reply...

"Hmmm.....I will help you regain your skills friend...and save you from disgrace....but can you, likewise, save me and my clan from disgrace?"

"My clan is in disgrace as we must survive on fruit and fish....if you bring raw meat to Kzarak, I will teach how to fight the way of the orc.."

Orc wacthes hacking and hears no reply...

"Simply blow your horn three times and I will come, unless I am searching for meat..."

Orc still hears no reply from Xerake and slowly walks away...