A trial reward of youth

[20:43] Leaving the square and heading eastward, they would find the cobbled expanse of the arena he spoke of, partly covered in snow. They would meet in the middle, each walking about five paces away from each other before turning around.

As Lilith would turn though, she would find her bandaged friend stretching, throwing one arm over his head as he leaned to one side, then repeating on the other.

"Just as a fair warning.. I do not intend on holding anything back." He would say, perhaps it was unkind, but to him it was a matter of respect. "I expect the same from you. Fight as your life depended on it." As he stretched, he would notice they had spectators, Hans must have bought a Lax Essence... And his Father even came to watch.

I must impress him.

Dipping into a low and wide stance, he would stay light on his feet, holding his hands up to guard his face. "When you are ready, Lilith."
(Revan Task)
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[20:44] Lilith stood before the snowy concrete ground, her eyes locked on Revan. She takes off her gloves and lets the poisonous mist ooze freely from her hand. She smiles, excited to spar someone for the first time.

As the poison oozes out, she activates her aura, poisonous gas flows freely out of each crevice of her body. She takes a stance, spreading her feet wide and remembering what her father taught her. Looking over at Hans and Dun she takes a deep breath.

"kind of you not to hold back on a girl" Lilith smirks

This will be a fun match!

"Well, lets stop stalling and start sparring!"
(Lilith Allison)
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[20:46] Lilith Allison exclaims, "Wow, you are much stronger then I thought!"
[20:48] {Won Restrained RPB against Lilith Allison}
[20:51] Dun would watch on as his young son faced off with due diligence against his opponent, nodding steadily as he crossed his remaining arm over his black plate in observation.
(Dun Task)
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[21:02] A smirk would be hidden under bandages as his new friend was just as eager to start swinging as he was. And with her challenge, he would rush forward.

One second he is in front of her as she throws her toxic cloud in his direction, and then he's gone. Before she can turn around to get a visual on him, she would feel his foot collide with her ribcage, sending her flying a ways.

He would press his advantage, maintaining an oppressive assualt of fist and foot. His brother fought with a sword as well, so this was a match up he was quite familiar with. He would duck and dodge, just as he watched Thalis do during his fight, but Revan was much slower, and would feel the nick of her blade every so often.

Poison flowing into each opening she made through his bandages. That is where this fight would differ between Valero and Lilith, it wasn't simply beating each other into the dirt until the other couldn't move. This was a fight of knocking her down before her poison did it for her.

No.. Not infront of my father.

Taking that burning sensation he felt in his chest, the adventure they shared fighting the Crellus, the tea time at Fenes's.. All of it was enough to turn the mana coursing through his body into something greater.

Every strike would hit a little harder, his footwork would carry him just a little faster as the air around him ignited into a bright azure flame. As Lilith would bring her blade down on him, he would sweep it away with the beack of his hand, following it's angle to redirect it, and deliver the finishing blow.

He was too focused to respond to her earlier comment, too focused on impressing his father. "... Thank you- I... Am sorry if I was too rough." he would say, offering a hand to her.
(Revan Task)
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[21:08] Lilith is both surprised and frustrated at her lack of ability when fighting Revan. The cold snow contrasted the anger she had toward herself. Her inexperience glaringly obvious after the spar with Revan. She takes a deep breath of the icy winds and relaxes, putting on her gloves and cracking a smile.

"I couldn't even see you. You're so ridiculously fast!" Lilith then turns around an looks at Dun Task.

"And I feel dumb for not connecting the dots and realizing that you are Dun Tasks' son."

Lilith reminisces about the battle, admiring the fast footwork and the technique that Revan showed her. She looked up at Revan and took his hand and pulled herself up.

"I hoped that burned at least some of those calories" Lilith then smiles and laughs, calming down and with a new goal in mind. She would then start to focus on mastering the poison arts that her Father taught her.
(Lilith Allison)
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[21:09] Lilith turns to Dun Task and bows
(Lilith Allison)
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[21:09] Lilith Allison says, "Your son is an admirable and strong person, you must be proud"
[21:13] Dun would click his teeth together thoughtfully as he watched his son's young, pugilistic bout with his fresh companion. Nodding steadily, the elder would gesture with his remaining hand towards the boy, tossing what appeared to be a set of black plate armor far too large for him to fit into at this point in time.

"You performed admirably my son. Your form isn't half bad, getting the basics down will be important when you start to interweave energy magic into the depths of your blows and motions. Still, this wasn't bad."

The timeless jester would gesture to the armor.

"Until you are large enough to wear this armor, you must do one thousand sit ups, one thousand pull ups, one thousand squats, one thousand push ups, opne thousand pull ups, one thousand boulder lifts, and an eight mile jog around the mountain every other day. On your days of rest, you will meditate and master your understanding of your mana flow and circuitry."
(Dun Task)
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[21:14] {Item} You picked up Black Plate Of The Commander. Dropped by Dun Task. .
[21:24] Revan would feel his face grow flush, was it an effect of the poison, or was it that someone was praising him in front of his father? Regardless, he was thankful his face was covered by all of the wrapping.

"I- yes, it was quite the work out." He would respond before his father stepped over. hearing him click his teeth, Revan would stiffen up, preparing to hear what his father thought.

What surprised him most was what he handed him. His old armor. Reaching out to accept it, the heavy Nyeshk piece would actually cause his entire body to dip under it's weight. Revan would do his best to get a good hold of it, hoisting it up as he did his best to listen to his father's instructions for his new regiment, though he was quite in shock.

"Yes, Father. I will do all of that and more- Fifteen hundred, two thousand, whatever it takes until I'm able to move effortlessly in this.." He would trace his fingers over the burned area where an insignia used to lie. "I will not let you down."
(Revan Task)