[center][color=fff200]Aurelius Pendragon[/color][/center]

Aurelius stared sternly as the man began to make fun of him. It hurt his pride a bit to beaten by someone only wielding a stick. Those movements, they were something he had never seen before. Before he could open his mouth to rebuttal, the experienced swordsman began to explain why Aurelius had lost, his ear perked up to take in everything the man said; the words cut through him like the sword he was holding. Suddenly he became further interested as the man spoke about training. This could be his ticket to learning to hone his abilities and finally avenge his mother. 

[color=fff200]"I accept your offer of training."[/color] Aurelius spoke calmly as he stood, dusting himself off.