((No Charly has the right to be mad I guess, it's just in his RP I tried making a joke, but he took it waaaaaaay the wrong way!!.))

((If you guys can settle it maturely and without losing your cools...things should be able to be worked out.

All we can do is wait for you two to talk about this in an adult-like and appropiate manner.))

((Fine, I'll still play. It's just that he took me totally by surprise when something crappy was happening in my screwed up life. So basically, he ticked me off at the wrong time when I wasn't really thinking straight.))

Spence quit, "Yeah, I know you're stronger than me anyway..." he took his hat off and scratched his head while walking away to lay up against a tree nearby. He sat down.

(( Okay. I'm glad we've settled it as "the wrong joke at the wrong time". No one's at blame, and no one is at fault. Let us proceed. ))

"You mentioned never getting training of any sort." Isaac said to Spence. "I'm no master, but I can teach some advanced swordplay techniques, if you're interested." Isaac smiled.

He then turned to Diseh. "You called me an old man." Isaac laughed. "Well, little one, I'm certainly older than you. But I'm no geezer; I've only just turned twenty-six. As for what I've been up to....I've mostly been gathering supplies, hunting animals, making tools, and staying alive. I've yet to encounter any other humans...'till today, that is."

Diseh mumbles under his breath-"Your still the oldest geezer." Diseh crossed his arms. "Umm who you calling little one i'm still taller then you." Diseh laughed.

Spence shook his head, "Forget it, I was only getting ahead of myself..." he stared into space, "It must have been pretty loney out here all by yourself..." he looked over to Isaac, "Sorry for the questions, but what were you doing before you ended up here, on this sureal world...?"

"I had been hired for a job..." Isaac began. "...which was to protect a group of miners while they mined some rare minerals. Some bandits came and attempted to steal their mined materials. I brought out my sword to do battle with them."

Isaac sighed. "Although they lacked in skill and strength, they outnumbered me harshly. There must've been at least fifty. They just kept coming and coming...until I was exasperated. They seized me and threw me down a deep mine shaft. I was plummiting to my doom. I went unconcious."

He rubbed his neck. "When I regained conciousness, I was just little aways from this spot. There was a thick fog, and I was dazed and confused. But I knew I had to survive...in hopes of returning home...to my wife, Kirsten, and my now born child Alex...I never got to see him yet..."

Spence thought to himself, ("Man...everyone has someone to go home to...except for me...")
He stood up and walked to the older man to put his hand on his shoulder, "Don't you worry Isaac, we'll find a way home soon," Spence yawned, "But the day is over now, we should probably set up camp, until the next day..."
He smiled, "Okay then, I made up my mind, can you show me some moves over there..." Spence pointed over to a huge space surrounded by trees, "I really could go for some new moves..."

"Sure thing." nodded Isaac. He walked over to the spot where Spence had told him to go.

Isaac raised his large sword. "I'm going to teach you how to wield your large blade with finess...how to parry with ease...how to not let it slow you down too much...and how to cleave properly. Sound fun?"

Spence was on the other side from where Isaac was in the open space. He had his sword out in his right hand, listening to his new friend.

Spence rubbed the back of his neck, "Ummm...I get the parry part, but how do you cleave...?" he payed his full attention to Isaac.

((I actually have a friend called Isaac, by the way.))

"Parry this." Diseh snapped his fingers and shot a small firball at Spence.

Isaac smirked. "No need to parry anything." He ran out towards the fireball, held out his right hand, and let the fireball hit it. Part of his glove and sleeve melted away, revealing metal components.

"I saw this as a chance to show you..." Isaac explained. "...my right arm? All metal."

"Really," Spence smiled, "Diseh also has a bit of a metal thing going on himself," he tapped his sword on his shoulder, "What happened to your arm...?"

"Being a mercenary, my body takes a lot of abuse. Especially my sword arm..." explained Isaac. "...enemies often target the weapon hand in hopes of disabling me."

"Which worked one time." Isaac frowned. "I had been hired to go after this mad wizard...he cast a trance on me, making it so I couldn't move. He took my right arm......and set it on fire. It was a very powerful fire, and I couldn't move to put it out. Luckily, a traveling alchemist heard the ruckus and came to assist. He killed the wizard and saved my life."

"However, my arm was permanetely damaged." Isaac went on. "The alchemist offered to try out a spell of his, to infuse a rare metal with my dead arm to make a new arm of metal. And as you can see, it worked."

I'm going to join. (as requested by Miasma, doh :roll: ))
Name: Arci, the archery master
Age: 13
Era: Middle Ages
Apperence:(I forgot to post this) 4 ft 5", long blond hair, blue-green eyes, freckled, wears a green ripped dress with black pants, has a bow and arrow stapped to her back, and has a small scar on her chin.
Backround: Arci had a ruthless life before she came to the island, and dosn't want to talk about it. She's curious, and always gets herself into trouble. She is quiet, reserved, but brave all the same.
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Arci walked among the island. She had her eyes on her feet while playing with her arrow. "Doo doo do do do doooo...." She hummed to herself. Arci noticed a rock in the sand. She picked it up. She turned to the left and saw another person. She smiled evily and threw the rock at him.

"Interesting..." he stared at Jade for a second and then turned back to Isaac, "Can we get back to training now...?" he mouned.

((Lol fresh meat, now Spence isin't the youngest.))

((Great...lol))
Arci laughed and hid behind a tree. She noticed a small flea walking by. She loaded her bow and shot an arrow at the flea. She ate it. "I hate the fact that you have to eat what you kill. But it's the hunter's main rule." She laughed and hurled another rock.

"I'm greatfull and all since we found Issac, but..." Diseh pointed towrds the sky. "We lost the bird, and our hope of finding it's master."

Teresa just watched, sheathing Sieglinde, when something clinked off of her ebon armor. She looked down, and saw it. A rock, clearly thrown from somewhere. Rocks don't just fly at your shoulder armor, you know. Or do they usually leave a dent. The knight turned, and spotted a blond girl laughing and eating something....

"Um, this yours?" She said before tossing the rock back with a smirk.

Arci ran up to the girl and picked up the rock. "Yes, it's mine." She smiled. "What's your name?"

((Are we on an island???????))

((Yes. At least that's what I believe.))

"Heh. Teresa. Teresa Fauren of England. You? " She noticed the girl's bow, and said,

"You an archer? I myself am a knight. This is Dark here." She added, pointing at her black stallion, who shookhis mane lazily.