Rivers {Travel/Private}

[redspider]

Maro trotted through the desert his spear swinging happily under his brown traveling cloak. It blended into the billion grains of sand behind him at any given moment. He was going to meet a master of Tensora to learn a true style with his Yari spear.

As the trekked, Maro remembered the many small creature and people his spear as slain. Even though he knew no sort of special technique there were always the basics. If someone drew a sword Maro drew his spear. The study material the spear's body was made of has taken all sorts of blades to it but still held firm. "Block and push, Block and push." The words of his clan as they hammered the light knowledge of spear self-defense.

The sand ocean yielded to a light forest and light grasses. Growth hindered by the blowing sands and its effect on flora. He took to the trees as he continued east form wind country and into river country

[← KIRA →]

moved

[redspider]

Maro loosened his cloak as the air and temperature became humid and cooler. The light sweat on his chest and shoulders aired out. The cooling effect from electrolytes in the body felt wonderful. But he had to be somewhere. Reaching down to his waist he would take the last gulp from a travel gourd and chuck it into the forest. "Ahh.."

He knew where he was going as he traveled deeper into the forest.

[exit]