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Post by Land Tillers' State on Apr 14, 2016 14:34:07 GMT -8
For all warriors, beginner and advanced, the Runner's Trail becomes a familiar site indeed. Everyone from novices to seasoned veterans use the trail for their own purposes.
The trail cuts through twelve miles of the expanse, in such a way as to incorporate all types of terrain, from hills to jungles to rocky mountains. The idea is, of course, to be able to navigate any terrain in a combat situation, using teamwork and your own skills.
Those from the Youngling camp will go through it at a casual pace, perhaps spending an entire day on it when first starting. As they advance however they are eventually expected to complete it in 6 hours or less. More experienced warriors are expected to do it in 5 hours, and elite warriors in 3 hours at full speed. It is not uncommon for warriors to run through it every other day.
Occasionally war animals, such as yaks, wildebeests, and horses will be seen running through the course as well.
Naturally some clans perform better than others, and in certain areas. Saskatoons struggle little in the mountain areas, while the Acacias often sprint through a mile of grassland.
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Iania Whisperwind
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 133
Age: Roughly 150 years.
Physical Description: Tall, with a lithe and lightly muscular build, Iania has the delicate features and pointed ears attributable to all Elvenkind. She has green hair which falls to mid-thigh and hazel eyes that tend to vary between shades of brown and green. She has a few tattoos scattered across her body.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Iania wears plain brown leathers. When out patrolling, she wears armor (cuirass, fauld, and tassets) made of an odd, flexible, silvery wood that is impenetrable and impervious to magical effects, along with leather bracers and greaves. This is often accompanied by a brown cloak made to blend in with bark and leaves. Around her waist she wears a belt on which rests a quiver of arrows, and she carries an enchanted longbow, as well as a blowgun and a variety of darts with different poisons applied to their tips.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Apr 14, 2016 11:45:58 GMT -8
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Post by Iania Whisperwind on May 9, 2016 21:18:01 GMT -8
Iania could admit it: She was lost. She had absolutely no idea where she was. It was exhilarating and terrifying and she had never been more sure of a decision in her life. All she knew was that she was somewhere in the mountains. Coming to a stop near a rocky outcropping, she clambered up onto the stones until she reached the highest point of the protrusion, whereupon she flopped down and looked out across the scenery before her. It was undeniably beautiful, and the sight should've brought her peace.. but it didn't. She was still confused and angry and frightened and slightly concerned that she'd lost her mind.
She wasn't going to go back, though. She refused to return to the forest, that was the one thing she was sure about. Drawing her knees up, she draped her arms atop them and sighed. Just a small break.. then she'd try to find her way to.. somewhere. She didn't know where. Maybe out of the Land-Tiller's Expanse in its entirety? The possibilities were endless. Funny, she'd never even thought she had possibilities, before. A small, crooked smile tilted briefly on the Elven woman's face as she considered this fact.
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