Ganbo had a large knapsack tied to a bamboo pole, a stick wouldn't be able to carry the large amount of materials. Knuckles and Ganbo were going out the outskirts to train for a couple weeks. Inside his knapsack Ganbo had clothes as well as a big surprise for Knuckles. He had been thinking about how he wanted to increase his power lately, and while his ability to manipulate his body was powerful he wanted something else for versatility. He knew that Knuckles was feeling a similar way from their past couple drunk nights. As he waited outside of the main entrance to Reim, he was wearing his old outfit. A vest with some training pants, inside his sack he had a couple changes of pants and undergarments for how long they'd be out there. Ganbo was looking forward to hunting for food, city life was nice but sometimes it was good to get back to the roots of humanity.
Once Knuckles arrived he'd wave to them and they'd converse while walking out of the city. After a couple hours of walking they'd end up in one of the few forests left in the Reim empire. The deeper they went into the forest the further the sounds of civilization and once they had found a flat enough spot with a couple trees they'd set up their sleeping spots. Raising them up the tree with rope he brought in his knapsack, Ganbo would pull out a large jar of ants. Looking up at Knuckles he'd say "I'm going to become a beast tamer, and I'm starting with this large jar of ants. What about you bro what are your thoughts?" After listening Ganbo would walk a couple meters away from their sleeping site and open his jar of ants. He had bought them from a trader in Reim so they were already a little domesticated, which is what Ganbo needed for his first attempt. He had been talking to these ants for the week trying to imprint himself onto them or at least get them familiar with him. He'd strip until he was naked besides his underwear then he'd assume a meditative posture with his legs crossed. Then he'd pour all the ants over his body letting them walk around him. Feeling each ants leg as they walked at first it was a little odd, but Ganbo didn't really have a plan on what to do so he figured this would work. None of the ants had bit him as his body grew accustom the ants crawling and relaxed the ants movements started to slow.Insects, that what I used to get called I understand fate has dealt you a bad hand as well. Insects people will kill you upon sight not even considering you because you are numerous. We'll show them that mistake together won't we my friends. He'd let the ants crawl on him for minutes maybe an hour he wasn't sure. As he sat down his mind wandered picking out ants here and there randomly naming some of the ants.
Almost as if the ants could hear his thoughts he could feel their happiness or maybe it was his imagination. In any case he'd try the first command that the trader had given him to tell the ants. He'd hum a real low note and as he did, the ants would obey as they started to burrow into the ground. This command was simply burrowing not anything difficult, though as they left his skin Ganbo felt a tinge of regret he had grown comfortable with them on his skin.
WC: 600/ 2000 (becoming a beast tamer)
Once Knuckles arrived he'd wave to them and they'd converse while walking out of the city. After a couple hours of walking they'd end up in one of the few forests left in the Reim empire. The deeper they went into the forest the further the sounds of civilization and once they had found a flat enough spot with a couple trees they'd set up their sleeping spots. Raising them up the tree with rope he brought in his knapsack, Ganbo would pull out a large jar of ants. Looking up at Knuckles he'd say "I'm going to become a beast tamer, and I'm starting with this large jar of ants. What about you bro what are your thoughts?" After listening Ganbo would walk a couple meters away from their sleeping site and open his jar of ants. He had bought them from a trader in Reim so they were already a little domesticated, which is what Ganbo needed for his first attempt. He had been talking to these ants for the week trying to imprint himself onto them or at least get them familiar with him. He'd strip until he was naked besides his underwear then he'd assume a meditative posture with his legs crossed. Then he'd pour all the ants over his body letting them walk around him. Feeling each ants leg as they walked at first it was a little odd, but Ganbo didn't really have a plan on what to do so he figured this would work. None of the ants had bit him as his body grew accustom the ants crawling and relaxed the ants movements started to slow.Insects, that what I used to get called I understand fate has dealt you a bad hand as well. Insects people will kill you upon sight not even considering you because you are numerous. We'll show them that mistake together won't we my friends. He'd let the ants crawl on him for minutes maybe an hour he wasn't sure. As he sat down his mind wandered picking out ants here and there randomly naming some of the ants.
Almost as if the ants could hear his thoughts he could feel their happiness or maybe it was his imagination. In any case he'd try the first command that the trader had given him to tell the ants. He'd hum a real low note and as he did, the ants would obey as they started to burrow into the ground. This command was simply burrowing not anything difficult, though as they left his skin Ganbo felt a tinge of regret he had grown comfortable with them on his skin.
WC: 600/ 2000 (becoming a beast tamer)