[@Zero Hex]
(No worries at all, I'm glad to have someone to interact with this early on.)

[H1][color=6ecff6][center]Ryouji Yasuharu[/center][/color][/h1]
[H3][color=6ecff6][center]City of Thorne - Airship Docks[/center][/color][/h3]
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The young prince turned toward the rather portly man as he spoke. As soon as Ryouji recognized the man's face, he smiled and bowed respectfully. [color=6ecff6]"Ah, you are Sifu Wen Laoying. I saw your name in the passenger manifest, it is an honor to finally meet you."[/color] The boy straightened his posture and continued to walk away from the airship. He gave a chuckle at the mention of the 'attack' he used, [color=6ecff6]"Indeed, my Father says the same thing, but he also tells me that practice is the first step towards Mastery. I practice using what little knowledge I have of the ancient techniques in hopes of one day learning them fully, as the swordsmen of old once did."[/color] Pausing for a moment, Ryouji gazed towards the city. He could vaguely see the spires of the Temple of the Crystal, an area that was certainly on his list of places to visit while in Thorne. [color=6ecff6]"Regardless, this journey is far from over. There are still some days left in the festival, and if it is not too much trouble, I would be more than glad to take some lessons from you. I can pay you for your services, of course."[/color]

As the group walked, the two bodyguards kept a close eye on the various travelers and tourists that occupied the crowded docks around them. There was no telling if any of them were thieves, or, Crystal forbid it, assassins. The guard to Ryouji's right, a taller man named [color=FFFFCC]Solt[/color], spoke to the Sifu. [color=FFFFCC]"You are from the Martial Arts Institute, correct?"[/color]
Before there was a chance to answer, the guard on Ryouji's left, a shorter man named [color=FF4500]Peppor[/color] interjected. [color=FF4500]"It's called the Institute for Martial Studies."[/color]
[color=FFFFCC]"Yes, that is what I said."[/color]