04-19-2012, 04:48 PM
To be built in an open clearing, several yards straight in from the main gates of the Fort. Constructions should consist of a wood posts with a thick, rope railing and sand floor. Anyone is welcome to join in.
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Morning came with a quiet grace and the dusty giant was there to greet the rising of the sun, rays reflecting within his dual eyes as he perched almost gracefully on the roof of the fort. It had taken little effort to haul his huge form up here, there was much strength stored in his wiry body and long limbs. Slowly the sky above him changed from a deep midnight hue to a lighter orange streaked sapphire. Early rising birds called cheerfully to each other and the beast stirred at least. The Knight male slowly tipped his head upwards to bask in the weak warmth of the morning sun.
It was a few days ago that Jazper had come to him with a grand idea in mind. Rings specifically for people to practice sparring in, that would be covered with sand from the whisper beach to cushion the impact of hitting the floor as well as making it harder to move, pushing people to use their muscles more. He had agreed of course, how could he not? It was a simple and yet ingenious idea. Stout wooden poles lashed and tied together by thick rope to provide the actual structure for the ring. Already Lorenzo had several idea's about how he would gather and transport the materials needed.
With the morning now well and truly started the Knight decided to move into action. Climbing down from the roof and landing upon the ground with an audible thump. He stretched briefly to ease his cramped muscles, appreciating how easily they knotted flesh let go of the troublesome pain, no doubt a result of his training. He would be using Buck-Eye as a pack mule today to ferry the sand and posts from place to place but first he needed to work out the dimensions of the ring. In the area that Jazper had suggested to build, Enzo began to mark a large circle into the ground with a long stick he had sharpened for the purpose.
335
Morning came with a quiet grace and the dusty giant was there to greet the rising of the sun, rays reflecting within his dual eyes as he perched almost gracefully on the roof of the fort. It had taken little effort to haul his huge form up here, there was much strength stored in his wiry body and long limbs. Slowly the sky above him changed from a deep midnight hue to a lighter orange streaked sapphire. Early rising birds called cheerfully to each other and the beast stirred at least. The Knight male slowly tipped his head upwards to bask in the weak warmth of the morning sun.
It was a few days ago that Jazper had come to him with a grand idea in mind. Rings specifically for people to practice sparring in, that would be covered with sand from the whisper beach to cushion the impact of hitting the floor as well as making it harder to move, pushing people to use their muscles more. He had agreed of course, how could he not? It was a simple and yet ingenious idea. Stout wooden poles lashed and tied together by thick rope to provide the actual structure for the ring. Already Lorenzo had several idea's about how he would gather and transport the materials needed.
With the morning now well and truly started the Knight decided to move into action. Climbing down from the roof and landing upon the ground with an audible thump. He stretched briefly to ease his cramped muscles, appreciating how easily they knotted flesh let go of the troublesome pain, no doubt a result of his training. He would be using Buck-Eye as a pack mule today to ferry the sand and posts from place to place but first he needed to work out the dimensions of the ring. In the area that Jazper had suggested to build, Enzo began to mark a large circle into the ground with a long stick he had sharpened for the purpose.