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|LearnText=Allows you to learn the following athletic abilities:
|LearnText=Allows you to learn the following athletic abilities:
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|Description=The second part of the memoir by Fridrich Fyr is composed of disconnected travel logs and doesn't hold any particular value. However, a dozen detailed instructions on combat moves is actually quite helpful.
|Description=The second part of the memoir by Fridrich Fyr is composed of disconnected travel logs and doesn't hold any particular value. However, a dozen detailed instructions on combat moves is actually quite helpful.
|Price=750
|Price=750
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==Acquired From==
==Acquired From==

Revision as of 23:44, 6 March 2022

Athletics Treatise II/Tooltip

Description

Journey to the East, Tome Two.

Effect

Allows you to learn the following athletic abilities:

Acquired From


Book content

We set up our camp next to a wilting palm grove on the edge of a giant open sky bazaar. Silk, ivory, and figs were laid out on display next to silver ingots and rolls of woolen cloth brought there from Aldor.

As I wandered through the stalls, admiring the wealth of imagery captured by the exquisite jade figurines, I couldn't get rid of a nagging thought. The next day I was supposed to head back to Aldor even though I hadn't yet experienced even the tiniest fragment of what I'd heard about the Jacinth Kingdoms.

My melancholy was interrupted by music. The sounds of flute and drums created such a catchy tune, that my legs carried me towards the source of the music on their own volition. A crowd of bystanders had already gathered on a small clearing near a carpet merchant's tent. I pushed my way through to get a better look at the commencing performance. At first, I almost mistook it for a vicious brawl.
Two stripped to the waist elves, their shaved heads betraying them as monks, were exchanging a flurry of strikes, kicks, and leg sweeps. Bare feet kicked up dust, every move and strike were so swift and powerful, it felt like a small miracle that they hadn't knocked each other down yet. The spectacle was truly breathtaking: when it looked like either of them fell behind and was about to take a hit, they would deftly dodge or parry it.

There were few more monks sitting on the ground nearby, a part of the same community. They played the drums, steadily raising the tempo, making the fight resemble an exotic dance.

Finally the music came to a stop. The fighters bowed to each other to the sound of lazy applause. The crowd began to dissipate. A novice monk walked between the rows of onlookers with a clay bowl, some of the people tossed copper coins in it before leaving. It only took me a couple of solid gold coins to strike up a conversation...


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