Dojo of the Predator

[Zappo]

Kerall bumps into Wolf Mountain at the dojo's entrance. "Looking to perfect your skills? I'm here for the same thing..."

"Darkwolf, master of the greatest dojo in the land, I seek your wisdom! Among all that I can learn from you, I look for knowledge of the Thunder style".

Kerall, warrior of Fate
Green Belt D1
12 wins, 15 losses
Abilities:
- Signature styles: Southern Cross, Northstar, Fist
- Dojo style: not yet chosen
- Master of Emotions: Avenging, Ferocious, Cautious, Relentless, Calm, Confidant, Joyful, Courageous, Wrathful, Sad
- Fist of Fury
- Chi Strike
Item: Kerall's Kama
- Style: Kama
4 yen

 

[Darkwolf]

You two may most certainly join my dojo. Enter and be welcome. I will teach you in the styles you have requested and will teach you in any more that you want upon mastering those.

 

[Zappo]

Kerall enters the gates of the dojo and very soon begins his training. The warrior is a quick learner and gains knowledge of the Thunder style.

When he feels ready, Kerall leaves the dojo and seeks experience, fame, fortune and honor.

 

[Kalanyr]

"Thank you for your training master Darkwolf."

 

[Phoenix8008]

"Anotherr victorry for the dojo, masterr. I have defeated Noirr in combat."

 

[Zappo]

"Master Darkwolf, I have defeated the so-called holy imp".

 

[Darkwolf]

Congrats to both of you! The dojo record now stands at 90-73

 

[Sabaron]

"My student Rini has defeated Kaboom the alchemist. Our record stands at 9-5."

 

[Darkwolf]

Darkwolf leans over and smacks a bell that is hanging on the wall. The dojo record is now 91-73

 

[Rini]

Eek! So much running around to do, so much to do!

::Rini dashes about, eventually dashing into Darkwolf's facinating dojo, stopping only after she slips backward trying not to crash into DW, falling on her tush in front of him.::

Uh, not as graceful as I would have hoped, but I really don't have the time to do this kind of thing with flair.

So, to get to the point, I'm now green belt, will be leaving the Knightly order of the Frog ::Sniff:: and would like to join your dojo to learn the style of the dagger. Please.

Thanks, later!

:: During her small speech, somehow this gal happened to right herself, brush herself off, and has now (oddly enough) gracefully pivioted and dashed off to do other escapades of haphazardness. What kind, you'll probably never know, and really, it's better that way.::