Skurn Dev -- Sentinel Thoery

Sentinel Theory

[05:11] Once after he made his semi final journey to one of the highest mountains, Orion made sure to set up his camp. Staring off into the sun-lit sea..

"This is where my final step of training will take place, this tall mountain..."

With food packed for the days to come, Orion finally took the time to rest, until it was time to train and finally try to grasp ahold of the world. A true man's world under the Ocean of Time.
(Orion Sinclair)


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[12:34] Being his first hour out on the mountain, young Orion began to construct a chest, one of which he would use for his rune-scribing arts. But not only did he construct a chest, he made this his warm up for the morning, running back and forward with the logs from the tree down to the spot he desired the chest to be in.

"I will call these, mystery chest..." He said to himself, knowing that once he was finished, someone would have came up to this spot, curious about the number of boxed marked with his signature magic.

Being human, he had to make up for a number of faults, not being as durable as a drakanite or as speedy as an ookami or kitsune... Orion however had no problem with this, for him it was a challenge he would gladly accept. Which is why he set out for such a risky journey, training on a mountain which he could be ambushed at any moment.

This was him trying to prove his worth as a Rune-Glyph-Scribe.

"I will return with my honor in tact..."
(Orion Sinclair)


[12:44] Fatigued, Orion stood by his chest with an expression of pride, chuckling to himself, "One down, I will need a big meal later if I am to continue."

Falling onto his back, the young human pondered about one thing, his use of magic, and so he gazed at the ocean. Curious, if he could bring such a majestic force onto land with but a single swing of Runic magic behind the sword... He felt as though he could, but was not quite there. His grasp on the element of water was great but he still lacked the power to make such feats possible...

However, he never once lost the motivation he's had since the start of his journey, with a strong desire to obtain his Ocean of Time... Or even discover ancient runes for his work, but not to be the best merchant... He desired to do so much more with the potential of Rune-Scribing.

He relied on Lady Fate to guide him, learning from his journey... For now, as he rest, he used what little reserves of strength he had left to conduct speed and strength training... Being so close to perfection in terms of fitness for his master Mei, young Orion knew he couldn't go and get complacent on himself.

"I will fight... With the Strength of a thousand sharks, and the speed of the fastest creature within the deep blue... One day, I will achieve that Ocean of Time... Or maybe... Make that old dream a reality..."
(Orion Sinclair)


[13:27] Training on the top of the grassy mountain, Orion punches the chest he created with a mighty swing, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Come on!"

The chest then shatters into a hundred pieces, broken and unable to be used again, with Orion's fist pretty well beat up and soar from the event. He pants, but the results were quite promising, he knew that if he would survive in this world that he would have to accept the life of not only a rune-scribe, a samurai but a demon slayer... He had no intention of making money off of such a title, but instead protect the Glade from certain events in the near future....

He believed that people like him were a large unknown threat to mankind, being able to manipulate the mana of the world through runes was no simple task. But Orion saw the potential within the art and believed that if he sought out to do something great with the ancient method, then there would be a hundred more like him... Some with good, and others with ill and wicked intensions...

Knowing this fact, Orion's blood started to boil. Out of anger, he punches the ground, causing it to shake ferociously, grunting from the impact his fist had to endure, performing his practice of the almighty power smash his master and many others have used on him before, finally grasping onto the physical prowess of a true warrior.
(Orion Sinclair)



[13:38] Now focused on his rune abilities once more, Orion tried to do one thing with this method of practice. This time he wrote the runes that read the follow letters, all in the ancient language of the rune scribes.

'Walk'
'Stand'
'Forge'
'Pose'
'Mana Controlled'
'Wood'
'Iron'
'Wake'

The runes he wrote were carefully written, as he took a bite into his sandwich, young Orion focused on the task at hand. He was attempting to make the chest move through the use of runes. He channeled his own mana into the symbols and runic letters, trying to force his magic to do its work, he pondered on the topic more and more... If he would be able to achieve such a feat with his level of Glyph Magic, as well as his wisdom, if he was capable of even doing such.
(Orion Sinclair)


[13:44] Looking down at the chest, seeing no results, Orion sighed, "I knew it would be a fluke..."

Feeling as if it would require much more than his current level of knowledge, he began to wonder, just what made his master live, the sarradian people... What brought them to life, and he thought about old myths and legend, what made Skurns stand, what made those titanic beast move... However, in his mind it was still old folk-lore, and probably something that will remain a myth, not something to be brought into reality.

He did however decide to take it easy for a while, resting with his back against the chest, until it was time to work on his runes once more... But for the meanwhile, he would gaze up into the early morning sky, waiting for that sun to surface over the horizon.

"Hmph, really bad eggs to be here alone... But it's the only place which I can gain peace... To train at the Glade, my master would make it too easy on me... I need this fear, this stress, this form of pressure..."

He took a long pause, gazing at the ascending sun, "For it will forge me into a new man."
(Orion Sinclair)

[14:19] Having had just warmed up for his training and collecting a total of nine water crystals, Orion made his way back towards the training site.

Upon approaching his chest, his water aegis aura was active, allowing him to pour his energy into the runes more fluently... He tried to make the chest stand once more, this time with the water to help as a function, and so the young Glade warrior did such...


(Orion Sinclair)


[14:23] The results were un-canning, something the young Glade Scribe did not expect, the runes not only made the box stand, but were infused with the water his energy had channeled into the chest, however it would not move, it would only stand in place, like a large humanoid...

Orion thought this to be a partial failure and success, but he could not allow his work to be seen... Almight immediately, he started hacking away at the chest, although it was his creation, he did not want to risk being seen by anyone.

Despite it being mostly a failure, it was still a work of art, his runes made the chest assume the figure of a wooden man. Orion was proud of this, he was now on this way to becoming a master rune writer and forging his dream into a reality.
(Orion Sinclair)

[14:37] Growing tired from his journey, Orion traveled the outskirts of New Valmasia otherwise known as Dawn by his master... There he would set up his new camp, being his new site for training until it was time for him to return to the Glade...

"New Valmasia, the town that never sleeps," Orion joked amongst himself.
(Orion Sinclair)