The meek shall inherit the Mountain. Mar 29, 2020 0:33:37 GMT -6
Post by Reno on Mar 29, 2020 0:33:37 GMT -6
Reno took steps though the halls of the new dojo him and his fellow Nèi jiàn had created inside of Mount Frappe, its rust colored halls doing much to keep the sub zero temperature outside at bay. The freshly built walls were created with methods he had been unaware that the Nei Jian had even possessed, the elders of the order imbuing the very magic of the mountain into the walls dojo to help them strengthen the building even further. What was more was the fact that the elders had even donated much of the temples extra funds for the construction and training equipment as his request, a action that had more then surprised him. He had expected to have to force them to give it up to him, the black sheep of the order but instead of refusing him the elders only seemed to happy to oblige him. In fact more then a few monks now resided in the dojo as they took care of the daily tasks to keep it running form, cooking,cleaning,preparing the equipment and even so much as bringing in supplies form the temple. This sudden change in the elders more then scared him, their knowing grins holding some secret they refused to tell him regardless on how he pressured them. For now he had to accept whatever they had planned if he wanted to keep this place running, the costs for building it and for its monthly supplies was far more staggering then he had thought. While he was at unease for what the elders planned he was however thankful for their help with the building. With this he could not only train himself but others for any battles that they might have in the future, the weakness he had seen in his allies shocking him to the core and even further his own weakness had disgusted him. He would never allow himself to feel that helpless again, the shame of it making him grind his teeth as he stalked further down the halls of the dojo.
He had sent out letters with the monks to find the others, each letter detailing the location of the dojo as well giving them a small medallion as the key to reach it. The thick snow of the mountain only growing thicker as one approached the dojo unless on had the small medallion, another magical secret that order new but refused to tell him about. Still he had informed the monks where to find most of the them, his notes detailed on where he had met them or on how to find them. For the one called Dion one of his many bar chains was a perfect way to get in touch with him, a note with the staff doing wonders on spreading the word between each of the many bars he owned. Russe had been a bit harder to figure out, his only clue being he had met the young man in ginger town before when the town was being rebuilt and only a guess could be that would be where he found him again. Maybe Dion might know and inform him as well about the place, he could only hope it was that easy. Aurora was perhaps the easiest to find as he could that himself or simply leave a note in her space ship, the alien ship resting just further up the mountain now all that far away by flight. Although he doubted the monks would enjoy the climb so it was something he had been forced to do himself, a task that he did not mind as much as he thought he might have. The one called Suri had been another he had wanted to invite, the girls power was great and she held great potential if she could only conquer her lack of experience. It did little good to be strong if you where to afraid to move when the fighting started, a trait that training could help with. Lucky for him the girl's own magic was tied to the mountain some how so the many monks swore they could follow it to her, a trick he wish he understood. His own ability to sense energy could find her but only due to him having met her before so it made him wonder how they could find her. It did not matter at the moment but it was worth investigating at the least.
With a sigh he turned back to the dojo as he went over the rooms that filled the large building, each one going further into the mountain until it seemed more like a small town rather then some shabby building to train martial arts. Each room filling a purpose of some form from rooms to sleep in if one was staying to rooms to store food or equipment to train with. Training equipment included some weights,incense to help clear the mind,targets and even a strange ink they had brought to form temporary tattoos on ones body to make using your ki all that much harder. The last being of interest to him as he had learned so far that ki control was crucial to gain new heights of power for him, each step of mastery doing more then all the muscle training combined. Even further down the dojo was the scrolls and teachings of his order, the many skills he had failed to master just waiting for him to learn when the elders had though he had advanced far enough. Some of the teachings they were even willing to teach to outsiders given that they used the dojo enough for them to become familiar with the elders and earn their trust. He had even been surprised to see all the food stored in storage but much to his surprise the monks merely shrugged saying that the Saiyans would eat most of it.
With his inspection over he could only sigh as he sat down and started some meditations, his mind trying to clear his mind as he awaited to see who would be willing to come to the dojo after what had happened in the mountain. It might be difficult for him to convince them to train with him, he was in fact very weak compared to them all barring Russe. Perhaps he might invite others to help him later? His mind turned to Lao as he recalled their encounter, the man clearly intent on becoming as strong as he can no matter what. A man like that would no doubt be interested in such a offer but for the life of him he could think of very few others that would be interested in such a effort. Perhaps he might need to expand his horizons and search for more people soon, he could not afford to stay weak for much longer.