Beachside training

Thorn really did enjoy the beach behind the castle and he worked it into most of his own personal exercise lessons.  Running in the surf and swimming were both excellent exercises for staying fit.  He’d already enjoyed a nice swim, the blue and black of his fur appearing a bit darker when plastered down more from the water.  

Thorn held Stormsong in his mouth, the greatsword was huge and of course, weighed quite a bit due to that fact.  Thorn took a step forward, swung the sword, frozen for a second to check his balance.  He stepped back to where he had started, pulling the sword back in closer as he did so.  Each time he stopped to consider his pose and motion.  This wasn’t a fight after all, this was where you take time, practice, and make sure everything is right to the smallest details.
Thorn loved his present given on their birthday, it wasn’t just a weapon but a rare special one and there was a beauty to it.  The shine of the metal, the citrine gem within, and the blade's dark ivy leaf pattern all blended together to make something as beautiful as it was deadly.  Best sword ever!


"Thorn Carpathius"