Hay, wanna check out my "pole arm" babe?" Van says with a big grin on his face as the warrior puts his hand on the back of a girl tunic lightly. "What?!?" The female warrior says with a mixture of surprise and curiosity as she spun around Ax in hand. "Wow, um put down the Ax then we'll talk, life threats are a bit of a turn off for me I'm afraid." Van says as he thrust his spear into the hard shell of a Land Crab, a small crack appeared.
"VAN! Get your head out of the gutter." A Paladin named Ruben yelled to him as the crab smashed its head into his chest and a Ruben staggered backwards.
"I was only playing." Van says with a thrust to the crab's chest, the sharp tip piercing the crab and the crab gave a spastic motion then went limp.
"WAIT! HE WAS BEING A PERV!" The female warrior yelled into VanRiku's face.
"I wouldn't call it being a pervert per say… I'd call it being-"Van started to say but was cut off by an angry little voice, "a pig-headed Jerk?" A little Tarutaru yelled up. Van put on an innocent face, "well I deserved that but I just … um… can't resist a woman in armor. ; " Van tried and the whole party turned to him. "Ya… I'll go get a pug for us to kill." Van said taking out a dart and running off.
"Well in all honesty she was hot. They normally think it's cute of something." Van grumbled while he peered around a snow covered rock. Qufrim was experiencing an epically harsh winter this season, the pugs weren't coming up on land enough for the parties to train on, and so crabs became their main targets. Giant Hunters and Rangers ravaged those who were unwary or all alone.
VanRiku was out in this remote coroner of Vanadiel all the way from Bastok to help train his way to fulfill his bloodline, Van would someday become a Magic Swordsman. He would need training in the dark arts of the Dark Knights and the white magic of the Paladins. All his friends told him he was crazy, a swordsman like that would bring nothing but trouble. He would, "Be messing with things that shouldn't be messed with." He friend Maken had told him, an esteemed of the order of the White Mages and a newcomer to the circle to the Summoners. Another close friend, Kazekun the master Samurai, also told me that to take this path would mean almost certain denial from the swordsman orders. I didn't care.
Snapped back from his thoughts of his past by a sudden motion, he spotted a Qufrim Pugil out of the cornet of his eye. He edged a few inches above his rocks and tosses his dart at the giant fish then regretted it as it turned around. It was no normal Pugil. This one had a slash going threw its right eye and about 6 darts in its hide. "Crap… must have taken out a few groups of adventurers. Maybe it's some sort of thug Pugil or something…." He pondered forgetting all about the charging fish. "BLAM!" The fish bowled square into the absent minded warrior. Van skidded a few feet backwards, his lizard skin armor tearing a little. Van looked behind him, he had been smashed against the rock wall, his party just beyond yelling distance. He tried anyway. "HAY! Ruben! AX GIRL! A LITTLE HELP OVER HERE!" VanRiku yelled. No reply. The Pugil was sizing up his next meal. "Dam it all, well I won't go down without a fight." Van says taking out his spear and holding it at the ready. The pug charges, Van dodges to the side. The Pugil collides with the way and the rock wall crumbles a little. "Just my luck, first that girl thinks I'm a pervert and now I'm gonna die by sushi." Van joked to himself. The pug shook off its headache from kissing the wall and turned to face Van. "Well then, to death and glory!" Van yells and salutes his enemy and they both charge. VanRiku's spear rushing towards the armored skull of the Pugil. Vans eyes closed and the spear met with the Pupil's skull. There was less force then he thought there would be. He opened his eyes and there stood Ruben and the others, all weapons stuck in the brute. The thug-of-Pupil thrashed wildly and then the little Tarutaru raised his hand and a bolt of thunder struck the skull of the Pupil. It went down, hard.
"Thanks…" Van panted trying to straighten himself to his full height on a broken rip or two. "No problem." Ruben says catching Van under the arm. "We head from a Bard passing by to Juno there was a badass Pupil lurking just over there and we were convinced you were bone headed enough to piss that thing off." Ruben continued.
"Dam strait I was!" Van said loudly then winced as Ruben laid him before an Elvan White Mage. "So, you Elvan right? I don't normally do interracial but why don't you give me some of that sweet healing, and not the white magic kind." Van flirted and was slapped instantaneously then a white light engulfs him and he sat up. "Man turned down twice in one day. How much worse can it get?" Van joked as Ruben helped him up and they continued training.
A report of the brutish Pupil was laid on the desk of Jack Sterling I.M (Iron Musket), head of Bastok's Qufrim department. He read it and under cause of death for the Pupil was not "blood loss" or "internal bleeding" or even "stabby-pokey death by swords and spears" but "Brain Damage sustained by hitting rock wall." Jack read over the report. "Sara, keep an eye on this "VanRiku" fellow will ya? It says he defeated that brute of Pupil, "by accident" but something tells me otherwise." He yelled to his assistant over the bustle of his the office.