Infantry! [ Job | Endolf ]

Endolf had found himself with a case of wandering eyes as he sat in silence by himself, people running around or acting like soldiers all around him. He had decided to descend from Solomon’s little mountain village as the Immuchakk was occupied and out of sheer boredom found himself recruited into the added ranks of Yoshiro’s army. Unlike the other Kou citizens that he had watched be recruited both before and after himself the Fanalis rode through in the wagon, silent and once more veiled by his cloak. Nobody bothered with him, which was fine for the youth. He didn’t really try to pass himself off as the social type these days anyway. But it did allow him to take notice of the people that had filled the wagon along with him.

Hardly any of them seemed as if they would be able to amount to any sort of actual soldier. Most of them seemed like simple people, possibly working simple jobs that kept them from any actual form of combat. Not like Endolf. Unlike him they hadn’t been raised in a coliseum, fighting to earn their next meal or the clothes on their backs. The thought passed through the redhead’s mind, “These people aren’t meant to be soldiers in any “war”. They’re the fodder that the cowardly soldiers will just use as human shields to protect themselves with.” He would keep his mouth closed and his opinions silent still. This country, even with being the place of his birth, was no longer his problem these days.

The caravan of misfits rolled into what was only all too obviously a training camp for the soldiers’ newest recruits. Endolf would be the last of the recruits off of the wagon only to be flanked by what he himself automatically summed up as a pair of “lunk-head idiots” in armor. It seemed like the two were “attempting” to intimidate him, making comments about his cloak and how he must have been hideous to look at if he was keeping himself concealed with his cloak. Their actions didn’t last more than a few seconds as a swift punch connected with each of their throats and the two found themselves on their knees and gasping for air while Endolf simply strolled on past them.

“Is there no one strong enough?” The redhead cracked a smirk as he heard the words of challenge. The voice itself was familiar enough but the declaration alone was enough to make him wonder if there was actually someone in this camp that really knew how to fight. Making his way along the lines of tents and ignoring the soldiers that barked at him to follow the foolish procedures they had put in place he found himself at what seemed to be some sort of sparring field with a silver haired girl standing in the middle of it. “I’d guess that depends on what your definition of “strong enough” is, doesn’t it?”

With a smirk he would step into her line of sight, right into the sparring arena, and pull down his hood to let his crimson hair free. Whatever it was, this woman was able to bring the joy back into him and make him forget the reasons he felt he needed to hide himself in this country. His red eyes looked from one side of her to the other, passing his intensity on to the men standing on either side of her as if attempting to take some form of credit for whatever it was that the girl had done. “I suggest you two walk away now. Or you could “try” and give me a quick warm-up before I entertain the lady’s wishes.” As if attempting to further intimidate the pair he would stretch his neck from one side to the other, extending it with only his muscles and causing a sound similar to that of someone cracking their knuckles with each movement. “That caravan ride did tense me up a little bit.”
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WC: 665/1000

Endolf’s eyes remained on Diana as he removed his cloak completely. The golden material of the gauntlet covering his left hand momentarily glinting as the sunlight caught it in passing as he ripped the cloth off and tossed it in a heap to the side. As the silver haired girl tossed the odd training weapon she had been holding away herself it was silently agreed that neither of them would use their weapons nor their tools in this small contest. The sword still sheathed at the back of his lower waist was removed as well and tossed on top of the pile his cloak had created, yet the gauntlet remained on his hand simply from the fact he was so accustomed to wearing it for as long as he had. The sensations of having his left hand left uncovered was utterly alien to him these days. A comment was made about both of them being bored and Endolf could only smile like the young boy he was back when he fought in the coliseum.

“I wouldn’t be at this camp right now if I wasn’t bored.” He said it in utter confidence, making sure that any on-looking commanding soldiers knew where he stood. If he wanted to he would leave and there was close to little they’d be able to do to stop him from doing so. Diana followed up by offering to make a wager with him, claiming that whichever of the two of them bested the other would be allowed to make the terms. Either way Endolf wasn’t entirely worried. He had seen her fight only briefly but from what he did see she wasn’t much without her animals around her, like a typical beast tamer. Able to hold her own but nothing more than that. Though he did hope that, for excitement’s sake, she was about to prove his theory wrong.

The girl would move first, speaking about taking out the excess bodies that had come to clutter up their small arena. The redhead couldn’t agree more and made his move forward as if mirroring her own approach. His eyes would flash with delight as he closed the distance between himself and the two he had already threatened to attack should they have been idiots and remained, as they did. Like with the two that had tried to intimidate him upon his arrival he would simply lash out with his fists at once and punch each of them in the throats. Once they had been stunned and stood gasping for breath and teaching themselves how to breathe once again the Fanalis boy would whip himself around to hit each of them with the heel of his foot and send them flying a few good yards back away from himself.
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WC: 462
TWC: 1,127/1,000

Endolf felt Diana’s eyes all over his back, the sensation of being searched for his exposed openings one he had become accustomed to during his youthful days in the coliseum. He would turn around to meet her gaze head-on. The sound of the ground shattering under the girl’s foot as she rushed Endolf could be heard all around. The redhead would stand his ground, preparing for her arrival rather than running away. Their fists would collide once Diana threw her punch, being greeted with a punch from Endolf in turn. The male would follow up, reacting almost as quickly as Diana herself acted, and leapt up over her attempted grapple to DODGE her. The boy would bring his feet down hard in an attempt to smash them into Diana’s back as he landed.
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Stamina: 355/375

DODGE!:

Endolf felt a momentary rush of excitement as he caught the quick action of Diana turning to meet him with anticipation, her hands reaching out towards his ankles. It wasn’t pretty but he was able to react quickly enough, focusing his weight into his chest as he leaned backwards in order to DODGE with a flip and avoid her grasp. Landing flat on his feet he would move his shoulders about, working out the muscles a bit and easing the tension in them, as he looked at her. “That’s enough for now. I’ll give you a proper fight when you’ve got your pets to back you up.” He would smile before walking over to retrieve his discarded cloak and walking away with a wave.
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WC: 124
TWC: 1000+
Stamina: 345/375

Sustaining DODGE!

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