As Ragon made his way slowly to the Guardian, his stomach churned into painful knots of nervousness. Exanderous had taught him everything he knew about the Wraith's Dance as an elite soldier (Which made him famous and gave him the alias of the Black Wraith) and the the Koku Shi Byo (The Black Death.)
After Ragon lost his vision, he thought his days as an infamous soldier were tragically cast aside, but Exanderous recognized the potential the warrior possessed. The guardian harbored tons of secrets from the millennium that came to pass, and decided that Ragon could still serve him as a soldier and was fit for a few forgotten and deadly arts.
The process of the training was hard and brutally excruciating. Blood was a familiar sight, and many times Ragon's body quit, but Exanderous kept pushing his limits. Ragon was not only augmented physically, he was spiritually and mentally reborn through this transcendent regiment. Soon, Ragon's only transgression was his mortal body. His sight did not become a liability; it was now his strength.
After Ragon's training was complete, Exanderous said his goodbyes to the blind warrior as he was needed else where. Ragon had not seen his mentor since. If it were not for Exanderous, Ragon would still be just another blind peddler wondering aimlessly around the streets; a washed up soldier who lost in all in the thralls of war. All of the flickers of history and thoughts were flashing in Ragon's mind until he was face to face with the enigma himself. At that moment his thoughts were still. He took a breath...
"Master Exanderous, it's me."
a silent and kinetic energy gently flowed between the two spirits as the familiarity of the blind one settled in. Exanderous smirked with satisfaction. His lack of surprise was a little unsettling for Ragon, or any other expressions for the matter, but this was his former master they were dealing with. He was not completely surprised.
"I have been expecting you, my old student. The stars predicted your arrival. Of all the days for you to fulfill part of this minute prophecy, there cannot be a greater moment than this. It would seem your prowess has surpassed my teachings. That makes this old soul very content."
"I have gotten stronger my lord, but I would be nothing if it were not for you," Ragon proclaimed.
"Speak none of this nonsense. You were a warrior from birth. It is not about how well you kill. It is about how well you live, my apprentice. You have done well in helping those around you, and you have made the world a better place. I could not ask for a better pupil."
Ragon was struck in awe and silence. Exanderous was never one to give compliments lightly. The mute chain of silence was shattered by the Guardian as he placed his hand on his student's shoulder.
"There is still another part of the prophecy you must fulfill Ragon."
"What would that be, master?" Ragon asked.
"You must still go get you and your lover a drink. Help yourself behind the counter."
Ragon smiled as Exanderous patted him on the back and commuted to the other spirits bustling around the Tavern. The interaction was everything the blind one thought it would be and then some. Completely satisfied, he returned to Ciarda's side with a wide grin on his face. He didn't even use his cane for guidance.
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kicked by an Italian giant and tried with all his might not to fight back nor did he even reply to the giant’s comments. He had his left arm covered by cloth and he kept his right away from the blade even though the Giant had a battle ax in his hand. Getting up Azrivel said politely, Sorry for the interruption everyone..... Looks like business is booming Ex, and it seems like Suzie fixed the place up a bit as well.