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 Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 5:25 am
 Viridis paced away from his training spar to let the next pair take the good area to fight. He had been practicing at least once every day, oftentimes more often, in order to keep himself sharp. He had an advantage that some of his family did not- he had been born a Freeborn, with a chance to advance his place in life. Unfortunately, doing so sometimes came at the cost of what he was comfortable with. So often Reavers were expected to take any rogue as a thrall, something he didn't want to do. They were expected to be rougher with thralls that were here, and Vir was not. And for that reason, he was still a Freeborn. He wanted so badly to take that next step and go Viking, but he had made his thoughts too vocal. A lack of planning for sure, but what was done was done.
He paced away and sat down to watch the next pair, though somewhat absentmindedly. He needed to find a Captain who would take him- that was all he needed. The skills were there. The drive was there. He had no trouble taking the possessions of rogues, he felt no qualms there. He just needed to reverse what reputation he'd built for himself, to overcome it. Heck, if anyone had been watching his duel, they would see what he was made of. His tail flicked in irritation as he redirected his mind to getting someone to give him a chance.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2015 11:50 am
 Someone had been watching. A very curious someone at that. Once Phosphor had been given the go-ahead from the Warlord to change his rank and start to gather a band of Reavers together, he had started to take interest in other Reavers and Freeborn. He had asked around a bit to see who was interested in either going on their Viking or were looking for a Captain to work with, and while he hadn't gotten many leads. Viridis' name had come up a few times, usually with a scoff or a roll of the eyes. He wasn't a normal Stormborn, they'd say as they walked off. That only intrigued Phosphor further. When he had finally found him the younger male was sparring and Phos had to admit, he put on a good show. The only problem he could see right off the bat was that his coat was mostly white. He did have a lot of grey and black with some very interesting markings, though...perhaps he should give him a shot. One Viridis had moved away from the fighting grounds, Phosphor headed over to him to speak with him. "Good show," he said with a grin as he approached. "You're quite the sparring master."
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2015 4:58 pm
Yes, if he could only get someone to give him a go, to take him viking once, he'd be in. He knew he had every skill necessary to be a successful reaver, he just needed the chance… But his thoughts were interrupted by the dark male approaching him. Viridis' ears twitched as he turned to give the lion his full attention. He was always aware that there was almost always someone watching sparring matches, but he was rarely spoken to about them.
He did not know the lion before him, but he could guess a few things by the way he carried himself. And he could tell, instantly, that this was a lion to be certain was impressed. Enough so to give him the chance he needed. "Thanks," he said simply in response to the compliment, an earnest look on his face. "Spar enough and you get pretty decent at it," he said with a grin. "Watching for entertainment or something more?" he asked after a pause, unable to help himself. Since lions approaching him about spars was not a particularly common event, he was fairly curious to see what spurred it to happen. Could he dare think that perhaps he was being scouted to become a reaver? Or would it be what was more typical, just someone watching and admiring his skills?
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2015 1:37 pm
Phosphor chuckled softly at the direct questioning, but he didn't mind it at all. There was an eagerness to the lion that he liked, and he was glad no one had taking him out on his Viking just yet. Perhaps if things went the way he hoped, he could get this lion in his group. "A bit of both," he said, swishing his tail back and forth. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Phosphor. I've been doing a bit of scouting recently to pull together a band of Reavers to be my troupe. I was recently promoted to Captain, but I haven't a single Reaver to my name. I was told you're more of a quiet sort...but you obviously have skills," he said, nodding to the sparring grounds where Viridis had been moments before. "I was also told you're still a Freeborn...are you interested in becoming a Reaver at all?"
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