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Auriel couldn't do anything but agree with Emlyn. While climbing a mountain wasn't exactly his style, he figured it would have to do. Blinking that far, even in short bursts, would probably kill him. Nodding at Emlyn, he moved to his own place on the mountain, slowly pulling himself higher and higher. His sword, sheathed on his left hip, occasionally got in the way, but that was a matter of course. Auriel wasn't as nimble as his partner, but he was making his way up in due time.

As the two rose higher, the mountain leveled a bit, and Auriel jumped over to a small ledge to rest. "Damn, I know we're climbing a mountain, but does it have to be such a freaking big mountain?" Sweat was dripping down his arms, legs, and face, and he desperately wiped the moisture away, grabbing at his waterskin and taking a long drink. "There's....there's gotta be a better way up. I can handle this, but it's too slow. It'll be night time when we reach the summit at this rate...."

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Always wanted to be a hunter? Well, there were plenty of those folks around. Auriel wasn't sure he liked the motivation behind it, though. Tale of glory, eh? Well...one can hope. Maybe he was jaded, and Emlyn was at least right to hope. All Auriel cared about was doing what he felt was his duty. He had the ability, so why shouldn't he become a hunter? Why not help the people who wanted a simpler life, one free of Grimm and danger? There was no reason he could think of. As long as Emlyn could pull his own weight-which he seemed capable of- he didn't care if the other boy was after glory or women or riches.

At the mention of taking the high ground, Auriel nodded slowly and looked up. "A wise decision. We'd be able to see quite far from up there. And as you said, we might find what we're looking for. I wouldn't be terribly surprised if that were the case." Following after Emlyn, he shrugged. He didn't dislike the guy, but there felt like there was a distance between them. Still, they'd only just met, and the field of battle wasn't much of a place to divulge your life story. They'd become closer in time, if all went well.

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Tell you about myself? Getting to know each other is fine and dandy, but we're in the middle of enemy territory! Or does he think these scars came from falling out of trees as a kid? It was all he could do to suppress his sigh, and he'd almost failed at that. "Well, as you can see, I'm a swordsman. Been taught the way of the blade since I was three. Held my first real blade in sparring at ten, and I'd already been hunting a few times by then. I could shoot accurately to maybe fifty feet, though I haven't practiced in quite a while, so I doubt I've much talent with a bow any more."

Done jerking Emlyn around, he smiled and continued. "As for Auriel the person...I'm not sure how I'd describe myself. When I fight, I try to focus on nothing but my surroundings. My body becomes like water, quick and mobile, but striking with brutal force. Efficient, with little effort wasted. As much as I focus on winning the fight, my main priority is to survive for another day. A man's pride can be cut down a thousand times, but his body only once. I don't leave things half-done if I can help it. That bothers me. If I can, I'll avoid a fight, be it one of words or steel. I prefer my bridges to stay strong, rather than to burn them. And if I can convince someone to stay their hand, often enough I can convince them to help me. I'm a man of my word, and I keep honor close to me, but at the same time my vengeance burns like a star in the sky."

Articulating his words with a thump to his chest, Auriel finished and inclined his head to Emlyn. "What about you?"

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Asura said
Wow. Two fetishes in one go. She's gonna love Beacon!

....jesus christ.

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Joyous times D:

Also, I wonder how Auriel and Emlyn will get along as time goes on.

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It seemed the other person was cautious as well, but seemed to collapse like a house of cards at more than a cursory look. After he mentioned the other's weapon, though, Emlyn, it seemed his name was, perked up. It seemed he was proud of his chakram. Mirror, he called it. Mirror. He had to hold back a grin, but at least it wasn't some childish name that would surely be regretted a few years hence. And it certainly was interesting. A chakram would allow Emlyn to fight both up close and at range. He'd truly be a force to be reckoned with. Hopefully things wouldn't go miserably between the two. That was probably the one thing Auriel feared: making enemies with other people. Grimm he could handle, they were beasts and little more. People were cunning, twisted and cruel.

Emlyn's comment about Auriel's weapons went unanswered. Sturdy. Retro. Weather look. He knew what Emlyn meant, he wasn't stupid. He could answer with a scathing reply as his weapons master once did to another student, but he didn't care. All that mattered were results, and nobody would think twice on insulting his sword once they could see what it was capable of. And of course he was weathered, what did Emlyn expect, a herd of children in shining armor? No, a knight with shining armor was only a knight who'd never had his mettle tested. Scars littered Auriel's body and his armor had been patched and remade so many times that he doubted any part of it remained of what armor he'd first made years before.

'Second of three children to a fine couple of warriors, and soon to be legend among this rag tag community of ours.' Auriel's lip twitched upward and he let out a breath slowly, leaving his lungs empty for a few seconds before resuming his breathing as normal. Full name, placed emphasis on his lineage and place within that lineage, and he already considered himself to be among the best. This guy was almost certainly born to a longstanding, wealthy family. Perhaps a famous hunter and huntress? Ampelios...he couldn't recall anything related to that name. Still, if Emlyn had the skill to get into Beacon, there was no point in judging him based on his disposition. You had to be a fine warrior just to have a chance to get here, and to do so with a weapon as bizarre and unconventional as a chakram was a feat all its own.

"Well, Emlyn, I agree that it's a pleasure to meet you. Legends or no, we have artifacts to collect. Considering our proximity to where we started..." He turned to where they had all come from and sighed, "I think we had best get moving."

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A single breath from behind made Auriel's body tense. He knew it had to be another student especially when they started talking, but that didn't stop his reaction. He spun around, shield and sword raised, and took a large step back, fire in his eyes. Scrutinizing the person in front of him, he shifted his gaze up and down several times, absorbing as much detail as he could. The other boy looked somewhat short, with dark, long hair, and a bit lacking in musculature. It took him a few moments to realize that his sword was still spinning, and had been since he turned around. Lowering the weapon as it slowed to a halt, Auriel sheathed the sword and nodded his head curtly. "Hello."

An unpleasant surprise? Hardly. That weapon looked unique to say the least. Unique was good in an ally. Made them hard to predict. Though, if he didn't make nice now, this boy could become his enemy, and that would mean a torturous few years at Beacon. "And I would say it most certainly is not. Your weapon...I don't believe I've ever even its like before. It's fascinating, to say the least." Taking a step closer to make up for the distance of his retreat, Auriel nodded again, this time more calmly. "I suppose introductions are in order. I'm Auriel Connoly." He couldn't help but look at the chakram the other boy was holding again. It was certainly an interesting weapon, not only for how unique it was.

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First post. A bit short, but I can probably get more out once I meet somebody else.

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Auriel stood at the zip lines, watching over the forest. It was a nice sight, that much was true, but inside were plenty of dangers. His sword was secure in its scabbard and his shield was carefully on his back, out of his way until they were needed. Many of the other students had already made their descent, but Auriel wasn't in a rush just yet. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed the handle of the nearest zip line and let himself be pulled by gravity, the air flowing through his short hair. For a moment, he felt light and free.

The next, his body prepared itself as he let go, falling to the ground. An instant before he hit the earth, his body appeared several feet away, landing as if he'd made a small hop. One of the wonderful things about Blinking was that it cancelled momentum-incredibly useful in situations such as this. Drawing his blade and readying his shield, Auriel moved through the woods, his eyes darting from side to side. He'd have to be careful not to spook any Grimm, lest he waste energy needlessly on fighting. A few pesky branches in his way were drilled off, but for the most part Auriel kept quiet and moved quickly. Whoever his partner was, he just hoped they weren't going to fight any massive battles. A small skirmish here or there was expected, but he hoped to encounter nothing larger than an Ursa today.

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Woowoo.