[Milly]

"He tried to convince me he could lift Yahoel, I nearly laughed!"
"I fucking can."
"He's gotten pretty strong, I'd be careful."

As per usual Rhoynish culture - Blair had mostly heard the tale of the man who could slaughter entire armies with a single
unsheathing of his blade. A man so strong, so fast that bards praised his technique, but never spoke his name. For
fear that the man would hunt them down and exact retribution. Further research yielded little results other than
the supposed ideal that the man himself was immortal; his skill passed down thousands of years. Was it the same man,
who held the same name and title, or a sacred technique passed from master to student through generations?

Regardless of the tale itself, or perhaps because of it, Blair has set their sights on learning from that man.
With the latest gossip on the wielder's whereabouts, the Rhoynish has set off.
With those who wish to go with them as well, of course. After all, some things one couldn't do by themselves.

Character: Blair (pyr Docro)
Attendees: People who ask me ICly I guess?
Risk: Whatever is appropriate
Tone: think Kenshin: The Legend Ends. Think Hiko Seijuro XIII. Think Battousai.
Think:

Rewards: Official Flashsword training, items for whoever else comes
DM: I need you!