I should know, when something is too much of a coincidence, almost never is by chance.
Exactaly 20 years after Flown killed his own father, on a regular day on serenity, a letter comes for him, stating, they knew theodore, they been watching his son, and after so long was finnaly time for their meet, promising martial arts knowledge and secrets, the travel itself, was dangerous and full of plots, but the thing the was revealed to the man was:
Theodore was on line to be the next chief of that temple he visited, he left, he never told flown anything, he found a woman and found his love, having flown, but again never spoke anything to flown, as the man grow without a single information about her, all he got from his mom, was her surname Tansae.... flown is rewarded with a scroll, having ancient knowledge from the fist ancient of that temple that by coincidence, was exactaly a style much similar the one he developed over years.
A trip, that left more questions than anwsers... why theodore did to give up his role , why he never spoke about flown mother, is she alive? what's her name, why theodore even being a non magi had that will to prove itself, and more important, why on his last year of life contacted the temple back, to keep track on flown? is uncertain why his father acted like that, and left more of a bitter taste on their relation after reveal most of his father did was lie to him, He barely have time to ponder those questions as one thing is more important...
"A scroll filled with martial arts techniques that focus on defense and redirecting attacks flowing like water reacting to what the opponent does always adapting to any situation.
The scroll was the prized possession of the once great temple of the crashing fist. The first elder created the combat style and the scroll which would lead many other temples to try and take it attacking the temple yet no one was ever able to get it. It remained secured and hidden until now"
The man reads... and reads... and reads... nothing... nothing that he already did not know, or already havent figured out by himself, the only new he could gather on the scroll is a bit of variations of what magics interact with his time, in his case his holy one... he could add it to the scoll but yet? is clearly a shock at first time for flown... in the end, he already knew most of what the scroll had.
Days pass, weaks, and the man feels more lost than ever, like the promise was nothing, he stares the skies, the stars, take care of his routine and childern, with a smile but in the end just a well of dissapointment is inside, left with all that background of his father.
Theodore was on line to be the next chief of that temple he visited, he left, he never told flown anything, he found a woman and found his love, having flown, but again never spoke anything to flown, as the man grow without a single information about her, all he got from his mom, was her surname Tansae.... flown is rewarded with a scroll, having ancient knowledge from the fist ancient of that temple that by coincidence, was exactaly a style much similar the one he developed over years.
A trip, that left more questions than anwsers... why theodore did to give up his role , why he never spoke about flown mother, is she alive? what's her name, why theodore even being a non magi had that will to prove itself, and more important, why on his last year of life contacted the temple back, to keep track on flown? is uncertain why his father acted like that, and left more of a bitter taste on their relation after reveal most of his father did was lie to him, He barely have time to ponder those questions as one thing is more important...
"A scroll filled with martial arts techniques that focus on defense and redirecting attacks flowing like water reacting to what the opponent does always adapting to any situation.
The scroll was the prized possession of the once great temple of the crashing fist. The first elder created the combat style and the scroll which would lead many other temples to try and take it attacking the temple yet no one was ever able to get it. It remained secured and hidden until now"
The man reads... and reads... and reads... nothing... nothing that he already did not know, or already havent figured out by himself, the only new he could gather on the scroll is a bit of variations of what magics interact with his time, in his case his holy one... he could add it to the scoll but yet? is clearly a shock at first time for flown... in the end, he already knew most of what the scroll had.
Days pass, weaks, and the man feels more lost than ever, like the promise was nothing, he stares the skies, the stars, take care of his routine and childern, with a smile but in the end just a well of dissapointment is inside, left with all that background of his father.
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Feels like he reached a dead end, it is just one day that he finnaly takes his attenction in a singular passage... and seems like try take something from it, even if maybe never was supposed to have something there?
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Quote:Empty your mind, be formless shapeless, like water...You put water in a cup it becomes the cupYou put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.You put in a teapot? it becomes the tea pot.Now water can flow, or it can crash... be water my friend.-Scroll of flowing water
The man quickly adds another layer of words, based in what he finnaly understood from it, a long fight from ages ago with the fox hubris teached that, true water flows in all directions.
Quote:Empty your mind, be formless shapeless, like water...
You put water in a cup it becomes the cup
You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle.
You put in a teapot? it becomes the tea pot.
But, it does not mean water limits itself to the form it takes and when takes.
It does not limit itself to an watefall
It does not limit itself to an ocean
It does not limit itself to an pond.
Now water can flow, or it can crash... be water my friend.
True water flows in any direction and form it takes without limiting itself. endlessly never growing stale.
-Scroll of flowing water
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The man looks at the scroll with conviction, what that was telling him that he would nothing more nothing less than find himself all over again, and how better way to do that .... its time to roam and challenge any and all martial artis he find, to prove he will became true water.
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