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Coroths getting a work out.

3rd of Ashan 722

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3rd Trial of Ashan, the Rebirth Cycle 722

-‡- It was later into the morning, the sun had already filled his chamber with its brilliance that enlightened all that was beyond the stoned entryway into his home. The main chamber had little furniture at all, but was more of a respite from his duties, and his trade in leather and hunting. The scent of leather was normal for him to breathe in. Leather he had tooled and skinned himself in prior trials when he'd returned to Athart. Furs were still adorning the cavernous floor beyond him, giving a few layers of comfort to the human slave girl who was passed out and acquiring rest that aided in maintaining her beauty.

Coroth had decided that it was time to get serious about evolving his weaknesses. The past week or two he had begun exercising more. Deciding that the exercises he did were building up his muscles, but they decreased in size again before the next week when he'd do the set of exercises again. So he added another day to his exercise routine, and mixed in a few exercises which he had discovered boosted the size of the muscles upon his scrawny birdlike frame. After a week or two of that, he discovered it was better to do some exercises twice a week. But which ones were best to repeat?

Even now, he was hovering over the cool stone floor of the chamber. His fists were pressed against the ground. He was adding these to his routine, growing more serious, he decided to do them nearly every day. When he was done with a handful of push-ups, muscles were felt straining, and hardening . There was a point that he could not do more than just a few at a time, it was as he started these exercises, and began to recognize which muscles they tightened up, that he'd stop and change to another exercise. Another exercise that worked another part of his body.

He had spent some time with the Shadow wings. When they were away from Athart, during their free time, many of the older ones were keen to working out for a few hours. During those times, Coroth watched, and picked up a few exercises. Adding the ones he could to his own routine. But some were too complex, and way too difficult for him to even get into the position to perform.

With his birdlike physique, he had little to no fat upon his tummy like most humans collected. Yet there was little but flesh and a thin layer of unbuilt muscle he strained and discovered ways to work on and targeted to build. It was a time consuming process, one that he had to devote himself to. His mindset had to take on a more disciplined way of thinking to even commit himself to the routine that was becoming necessary if he was going to work himself into a stronger physique.

The young avriel thus stood up, muscles trembling, and heated up from the exercises he'd just performed. His breaths were rugged and exhaling into the chamber loud enough that he knew would be pressing into lolas sleep, if she was sleeping. Eyes of those syrupy ambers shifted from the solidity of the stone floor below him to the half-clothed youth in the dark furs beyond. She seemed resting still, unmoving. Yet as his eyes moved along the length of her arm to the bared dip of her shoulder. The shift of her dark tresses slid slowly out of the way to fall behind her. Her features keenly were drawn towards him with the slowing of a smirk that musedly took him into her own viewing.

Almost as if to avoid her criticism, or to hide his own attentions upon her in a wager of shyness, he lowered himself to the floor again. Pressing against it one time and sending his feet straight out and beneath him. His breath ruggedly passed out of his lungs, his arms strained with a trembling urge to collapse. Before they did, he pulled his feet back up beneath him. His knees being shuffled below his chest so he could stand again. Relieving his arms of the strain and the light weight of his avriel figure. Using his own body to give his muscles pressure to build against. Such was one of those exercises he could barely do at all.



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-‡- Another reverberation of his muscles passed beneath his flesh as he got off the floor. Dirt and specks from the uncleaned stone were felt stuck to his palms. He instinctively brushed them off as he breathed heavily, the feel of his lungs puffing out his torso again and again. Such breathing was felt enpowering in a way, yet was so continuous he began to make plans on working on his endurance as well.

There were quite a few things that came to his mind that he needed to improve before he felt he would be able to deal with the dangers of the lands unscathed. Or was he too daring? There were too many chances that would be better to deal with if his skills were more up to par. He felt so inadequate compared to the other, older avriel within the faction when they gathered, and were sent out on duty to patrol or guard.

Guarding was what he'd been doing as of late, his abilities had failed to be proven good enough to take him out to join in the dangerous missions, or even patrol areas where activity was high. The number of avriels near Athart were dwindling. Even those without wings were growing shorter and shorter in number. Some were saying they were being killed off. Whilst others knew that ships were sent out with their numbers to pilgrimage to other lands.

Corothius headed from the chamber of his home, taloned footfalls were light upon the weather worn stone that provided a natural balcony that wrapped around the cliffside and led to a fountain a short way beyond. It was there he would garner himself something to drink. Regaling in the heat of the sun as it passed over his flesh. Flesh that was not pale compared to some of the other avriel, but was able to darken some beneath its rays.

The avriel fatiguingly leant upon the fountains base, the pool of it was about waist high, and large enough to hold enough water to bathe oneself in if you didn't mind using a bowl or pitcher to pour it on you with. He dipped his scarred features into it's cooling surface. Relishing in the effect it had to subdue the build of heat from his work out. When he pulled himself away, he took several sips of it till he felt his belly fill and he became satiated.

Hands came up to rub the cleansing translucent liquid against his features, and then into his hair to further cool himself off. His refreshing moment was disturbed modestly, as the sound of bare feet followed him, the lightness of their steps were of the sort he was familiar with.

"ahh..lola..just in time," his use of common was limited…yet the few words he used had him feel barbaric at times. A smile still twined upon his lips as he turned his head to the appealing sight of her beauty. Even if she was clad in the mere attire of meager furs, she was still beautiful to behold. Make-up and jewelry mattered little to him…
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Coroth:

Knowledge:
Discipline: - One must set ones mind to the routine, and keep with it to gain muscle.
Strength: When one part of the body gets tightened up, work on another part that’s loose.
Strength: Different types of exercise work on different muscle groups

Loot: -
Lost: -
Wealth: -
Injuries: -
Renown: -
Magic XP: -
Skill Review: Appropriate to level.
Points: 10
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Comments: I like the way that you started this thread, by describing Coroth’s home as well as mentioning certain details – such as the scent of leather – before you switched to Coroth’s strength training. Describing smells and sensations can really enhance a thread in my opinion!

Coroth’s desire to get stronger and his determination to train regularly were described well in my opinion. I also appreciate that you paid attention to the challenges an avriel might face when training. The exercises themselves – and the exhaustion that Coroth felt were described well.

There was one small thing about this solo that caught my attention though. In the first post, you mentioned that the sun was filling Coroth’s chambers with its brilliance. Your solo takes place on the 3rd Trial of the Rebirth Cycle – which I assume is Cylus. It’s always dark in Cylus. Could you please change the date of the thread and specify the season?

In your review request, you listed your skills like that: Strength 19/250. Discipline 20/250, linguistics:common 23/250, Endurance 13/250

Could you please mention your actual skill levels in the future? (Novice Strength, Novice Discipline, …)

Finally, I decided not to award you the following knowledges:

Strength: -Repeating exercises twice a week makes them grow bigger.
Strength: -Adding another day of exercise helps keep your muscles strong.
Srength: - Push-ups should be done everyday you work out.
Strength: - Doing several exercises in one day builds physique.


These knowledges all say the same thing in slightly different words, namely that regular exercise is helpful. Furthermore, you already have the following knowledge: Strength: Exercising daily helps maintain your abilities.

Feel free to pick different knowledges instead!

With that being said, enjoy your rewards, and let me know if you have any questions, please!


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