Swordmasters are warriors who have devoted their life to mastering one weapon - the blade. Learned in ancient meditative techniques, they practice the art of ak'anginta: thought-to-form, where the blade becomes an extension of self, and acquires form. Using these "Ginta" or "forms", a swordmaster becomes one of Avendar's most formidable opponents, displaying a mastery of his weapon unparalled by any other.
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"You are a brave one. Coming into the middle of Yithoul just to get advice." He pauses a moment and then continues, "But bravery will only take you to the Void if you are not prepared and skilled. I assume you come to learn what little I, Skrinlare, can offer?"
As you nod, the elderly shuddeni turns slowly and walks back behind his desk. Moving his chair out of the way, he reaches down and opens up a chest. Reaching in, he comes back with two finely crafted rapiers. "I am weaker now than I once was, so I have to use these lighter weapons." Turning his gaze upon the smaller chaja bodyguard, he says some words in the shuddeni language and the guard steps out of the room. As the guard leaves, the shuddeni starts stretching and shifting into the different forms he knows. "All of these forms have various uses," he says as he exercises. "Most will require your own experimentation to figure out their usefulness. Though I do recommend you not bother with serpent, it is a complete waste of time."
The door opens and two new chaja enter along with the guard behind them. The first is large and very strong, while the second is pathetic and child-like. The shuddeni smiles and finishes his warm-up. He looks at the small chaja and says some words in shuddeni with an encouraging smile on his face. The little chaja grins and runs toward the elderly shuddeni. With a sudden twist in stance, the shuddeni twists into the form of the wasp and lances out with one of the swords, giving the little chaja a deep gash by the neck. The chaja cries out in pain and runs towards the door. The guards move to intercept him, but again the shuddeni says something in the rasping language of his kind, and the guards move out of the way. The shuddeni looks at you and says, "Here is your first lesson: Come here."
You hesitantly follow the shuddeni towards the door. The shuddeni turns and says, "Look outside, what do you see?"
You look outside and see nothing but a darkness filled corridor. As you turn around to tell him you found nothing, the little chaja stumbles out of the shadows to the floor where his lack of blood had weakened him and caused him to stumble. The shuddeni turns to his smaller bodyguard and mutters something. The bodyguard walks out of the room, grabs the kid, tosses him over his shoulder and carries him off.
Your attention is brought back when the shuddeni asks, "Did you understand that? Really, the lesson is quite simple; a bleeding wound like that will prevent thieves and other rogues from being able to hide and sneak as effectively. Another thing, I cannot demonstrate this, but an assassin relies heavily on his motor skills, use form of the viper to reduce his capabilities."
"Second lesson! As you will learn, fighters of equal experience are hard to hit. If you can disarm their weapon, good, you can probably take them. But if you cannot disarm them, it gets a bit more complicated. I was puzzled over this problem until an opponent of mine helped me figure it out." With that statement, he barks a command to the chaja. The chaja roars and charges at the shuddeni. He stands calmly until the last moment then dodges out of the charging chaja's way. With a grin of malice and delight, the shuddeni closes ground with the chaja. You notice the chaja's inexperience compared to the shuddeni's, but the chaja's defense is excellent and he is able to make the shuddeni stay at bay with expert jabs from the spear.
"You see how he can keep me at bay, correct?" As soon as you nod, the shuddeni slides his stance into the form of the eagle. He steps inside the chaja's guard quickly and jabs into the chaja's stomach with his sword. The chaja grunts and quickly steps back to get the shuddeni out of his guard. Again, the chaja is able to keep the shuddeni at bay, and again, the shuddeni steps into the chaja's guard and delivers a punishing eagle jab. The chaja drops his spear and falls to his knees begging the shuddeni for mercy. The shuddeni motions to his other guard, it walks over to the downed chaja, picks him up, and carries him out of the room.
"Since I will not waste the time of an Archmage, much less anger one of the clergy, I will tell you that dragon and cat are the forms I have found most useful in killing scholars. Now, this is your final lesson, boy." He walks back behind his desk and pulls out four practice swords. "You look experienced enough to use these," he says as he tosses two of them to you. With the same bravery that carried you into Yithoul, you grab the weapons and prepare to fight. The shuddeni grins and says, "Come, I will be gentle enough."
As you step forward, the shuddeni whips out with his practice sword and lands a solid blow on your ribs, it only hurts slightly, even the practice swords are of high quality. "You need to work on your guard, you carry it too high." With that statement, he closes in and takes more swings at you, you parry some and barely dodge the rest. Thinking to yourself that you can't just do nothing all day, you retaliate. Again, the shuddeni grins and twists his stance. The grace you saw before was nothing compared to now. Your blows are already on their way as the shuddeni parries them and sent back lightning quick ripostes that hammer the wind from your body and leave a whelp across one of your cheeks.
The shuddeni steps back. "Form of the rose, deadly to any who are foolish enough to use a sword against a master of the blade. The rest I leave for you to learn yourself." He turns his back on you and walks back to his desk. The two bodyguards come back into the room as the shuddeni sits down and he says something again in the language of the shuddeni. The bodyguards step up, one on each side of you and grab an arm, escorting you out.