Finished [Stonewall Town] (Caelia Barony) Not Your Average Catfight

[Elvario]

This RP is part of the Isekai Hell setting. It is currently not open to be joined, but do let me know if you'd be down to join future RP's of mine.

What to expect out of character:
Round duration will be lenient, lasting anywhere from daily to a maximum of once a week, depending on what pace is possible to be kept by the parties involved. The total duration is intended to be between a month and two months, depending mostly on the pace of the RP.

The RP is planned to be a slice of life 1x1 with the goal of Tomoko Brandy going through a training arc by training along with some of Caelia Barony's knights.

What to expect in character:
Having met some of the barony's residents during the Fair, Brandy has learned about the fact that some of Caelia's guards are about to go through a rather strict training. With a mixture of luck, great timing and another dosage of luck, she was allowed to take part.

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

The guard captain looked at those that had gathered in the training fields this day. “Good morning.” He'd start nice. “As two of you know, I'm Ezekiel Hayward. Guard Captain of Stonewall. The baroness herself has asked me to ensure the quality of some of our more senior guards isn't below expectations, so I've called you here for a training that is sure to whip you all into a better shape than you've ever been.”

He nodded to himself. “That said, as you're in this together, I'll give you a brief moment to introduce yourselves. Including our honorary guest.” He'd add, looking at Brandy.

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“I areth Ethel! I areth thee defenereth of thee Stonewall and proector of life!” The knight proclaimed. “I welcome thee felilne graces upon these halloweth trainingeth groundeth!” She would 'greet' Brandy.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

“Otto Walton, son of sir Walton III, I just arrived here after serving as a village guard in Kirkwall. It'll be a pleasure to work with you all.” The Otter guard would greet them with a salute.

Sherwood

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From:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

The last one seemed to be wishing to vanish, as their eyes were turned towards him for his introduction. “Sherwood... Scout.” He'd eventually 'introduce' himself.

That left only Brandy.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy
​

Brandy moved with caution, each step deliberate, her presence almost ghostlike in the gathered group. There was a solemn weight to her that hadn’t been there before, a heaviness that clung to her after hearing the news.

Her gaze shifted over the other knights, her expression impassive, the fire in her eyes masked by a blank facade. She didn’t offer much as she spoke, her voice flat and distant, as though disconnected from herself.

"Stray." The word fell from her lips like a shard of ice. It was all she had to offer by way of introduction. She wasn't Brandy, and she wasn’t Tomoko—not without her. Her eyes held a dangerous gleam, flickers of flame threatening to ignite, to sear the earth around her. Every inch of her body was taut, brimming with tension, her muscles coiled as if ready to unleash everything at the drop of a hat.

"I appreciate you having me, but let's get started," she said, her tone curt, her eyes never quite meeting anyone else’s. She wasn’t trying to be rude; she simply didn’t have the energy for connection, not anymore. She had closed herself off, built her walls high and reinforced them with steel. She wouldn’t let anyone get close—not again, not after what had happened.

( Elvario )

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

'Stray' did not sound like a name, but then again, it might fit someone just here for training. “If you're that eager to get started...” He'd state, surprised by the attitude, but not wishing to deal with it more than needed. “Let's start with the the basics. However, I should clarify one thing.” He took out a a mythril device and placed it down. “This is a device that periodically sends out a wave of [Healing] and [Energising] magic specifically aimed at healing damaged muscle tissue and reviving someone's energy levels.”

It sounded like a nice thing, but he sounded extraordinarily threatening when he explained it. He'd soon make clear why. “In other words, you can push your body to its limits and past it... over and over and over... without a need to stop training.” The implication was terrifying. “There will be no excuses. Bear through the pain as you train until your muscles snap, have them healed and train all over again. They'll be healed reformed stronger and better each time. Assuming you've got the mental fortitude to bear through this type of training... So let's start simple. Give me a hundred push-ups!”

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“Ha! Thou shath neight discourageth me and mine!” She'd reply, then pointed at the catgirl. “If thou hath strayeth, thou canth taketh a looketh upon me and mine and thou shalth followeth mine path!” She'd explain...? Offer? Suggest? Whatever it was. It sounded friendly at least.

The other two trainees just gulped at the threatening sign of what their training would be like. That said, they soon wouldn't have much time to talk or think. A hundred push-ups was not exactly an easy start.

 

[Kikimura]

Stray
​

Stray gave a curt nod, her eyes narrowing as a determined flame flickered to life within them. The thought of a grueling training regimen, one that would push her to the limit and ensure the only way she’d fall was if she gave up, was exactly what she needed. Her cat ears perked up at the prospect, and her tail swayed behind her, its movement sharp and almost aggressive, reflecting the fire building inside her.

She glanced over at Ethel, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. There was something undeniably adorable about that lass—something that almost made Stray's heart soften, if only for a second. But she pushed the thought aside, refocusing on the task before her. The time for sentiment would come later, once she had proven herself.

"Let's do it," she said, her voice steady, her expression set with fierce determination. She was ready—ready to fight, ready to endure whatever came her way. There was no room for doubt, no hesitation. This was her path, and she would see it through to the end.

She will not lose a friend . . . never again.

--

Elvario

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

The first push-ups already weren't pleasant. Yet the healing and energising made it possible. However, even from this bit, the undeniable dread of having to push oneself through one's limit and suffer the pain and exhaustion, only to be artificially revitalised to do it all again, was likely to sink in. Which was just the start.

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“Good. Everyone other than Ethel, put these on.” He'd state, as he showed some armour set similar to Ethel's. They were rather heavy and made movements slower, heavier and more sluggish. “You're going to run laps in them until you can finish a lap around the training area in less than 60 seconds.” He'd state. “I'll start counting the moment it looks you might get close.”

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“Hah! I shalt be a naturaleth! Doest thou needeth mine assistanceth?” She'd ask 'Stray', offering to help her put on the armour, which was likely needed to get it on well enough to run around in. In the background, the silent Elf and the otter also ended up helping each-other into the full suits of heavy armour.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

“I do believe I should be able to do this...” He'd state, though he didn't sound all that confident.

Sherwood

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From:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

Languages: Common | {Sylvan}

The Elf, meanwhile, looked a tad panicked. He'd likely never worn armour before. He'd speak something in Sylvan. “{Spirit King aid me.}”

 

[Kikimura]

Stray
​

At first, Stray hesitated, her pride flaring up, unwilling to accept the help that was being offered. She didn't want to appear weak, especially not in front of Ethel. Her brows furrowed, her eyes glancing at the cumbersome armor before her. It was heavier than anything she'd ever worn, and the thought of relying on someone else to help her made her stomach twist.

But after a moment, she let out a sigh, her shoulders relaxing as she allowed Ethel to step in. The initial reluctance melted into quiet acceptance, and she stood still, feeling the weight of the armor pressing down on her as Ethel worked her magic. The plates clinked together as they were adjusted, the heaviness settling on her frame. It was more than she’d ever carried, but she knew she had to push through—she had no choice. She must.

When Ethel was done, Stray gave a small nod, her cat ears drooping slightly. "Thanks," she muttered, her voice low as she looked away, her cheeks tinged with a hint of red. She felt the warmth of embarrassment creep up on her, uncomfortable with the vulnerability of the moment, but at the same time, there was a quiet appreciation in her chest. She didn’t need to say more; Ethel would understand.

--
Elvario

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“Thou areth welcometh!” She'd reply to the word of thanks. As for the running itself, she was the only one among the group who managed to even keep running the full round.

Sherwood

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From:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

Languages: Common | {Sylvan}

The Elf got halfway, before he had to stop running and start walking. He looked utterly exhausted from not being used to wearing heavy armour. He'd be here for a long time if he was meant to eventually wrap-up the entire lap in less than 60 seconds.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

The otter would be at his last breath around the same time as Brandy. Having more experience wearing heavy armour, yet shorter legs. “Ugh... This... might... be... be rough... Just breath... just breath... We can do this... right..?” He'd look at Brandy.

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

The only one to finish the full lap running and getting back into the healing/energising zone of the mythical artefact was Ethel. Though she'd not been fast enough. “I seeth! Thy timeth for our runningeth hath been seth strictlieth! Thou hath truly giveth me and ime a challengeth!” She'd state, not seeming to be discouraged. Perhaps even more flared up.

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“Come on! Get a move on! We're not stopping until you all make it, which means we might be here for the entire day, or worse, the entire night and tomorrow as well!” He'd call out. It didn't sound like a bluff.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy
​

As Otto spoke to Brandy, it became clear she wasn’t listening—or rather, couldn’t hear him. Her entire focus was inward, locked in a battle against her own limits. Among everyone there, she was visibly struggling the most, her face flushed, muscles straining with every step. Yet her determination drove her forward, her gaze fixed, her body pushing through with an intensity that bordered on desperation.

She finished the lap dead last, stumbling to a stop, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Spitting onto the ground, she wiped her face with the back of her hand, looking every bit like a wild, rabid stray. Sweat matted her hair to her forehead, her eyes blazing with frustration and fierce resolve.

“GODS DARN IT,” she growled, clenching her fists. She paused, catching her breath, her gaze shifting to the instructor with a new intensity, almost a challenge. “I gotta get faster… no,” she corrected herself, straightening up as her eyes hardened with determination. “I will be the fastest here.”

(NOTE: the part below is for use when you want to naarate the end of the day, or rest time or the such. it isnt happening right now-- but it always happens when the time is right.)

Even when time was given to rest, Brandy kept running. While others took their breaks, she pounded the ground with heavy, determined steps, her breathing ragged but steady. When the day’s exercises were over, she would stay behind, repeating every drill, every grueling set, long into the quiet hours of the night.

Pride was an enemy she never allowed herself to entertain. Whenever she felt even a hint of satisfaction, she would push herself harder, as if punishing her own body for daring to feel accomplished. She would stand before the mirror, bruised and worn, her reflection staring back with hollow eyes that held nothing but grit. She’d look herself over, clenching her fists until her knuckles turned white, and then she’d turn back to the track, her legs carrying her forward in a relentless rhythm.

“Never get complacent, or you might as well drop dead,” she muttered to herself, her voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with a chilling certainty. It was her mantra, a reminder that anything less than relentless was unacceptable. And so she ran, pounding away the hours, fueled by the unyielding fire that refused to let her rest.

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Mentions: Elvario

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Sherwood

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From:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

Languages: Common | {Sylvan}

Even if Brandy was dead last, the Elf wasn't far ahead of her. Just before the healing/energising wave hit him, he fell over... Then, even after the magic had hit him, he struggled to try get back up in the heavy armour. He'd be stuck until either Brandy would help him up, or until Ethel or Otto would finish their next lap to come do so, as it seemed he'd gotten totally stuck on his own.

As the day continued, the first to succeed the trial was Ethel.

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“I hath doneth thee deedeth! I hath doneth ith!” She'd proclaim, panting from exhaustion, but clearly relieved.

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“Well done, you may go rest and eat.” The captain would speak, but the knight shook her head.

“Neight! I shalt encourageth me and mineth! Thou shalt do it too!” She'd call out to those still running, Brandy included.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

Otto was keeping up pace with her. Struggling about as much, yet also progressing about as much. The day's exercises wouldn't be over, as it was already night before they were able to beat a heavy-armoured lap run within the 60 seconds given. “Almost... I... I think that was... 80... no, no, it had to be 70.. we almost got it!” He'd state, clearly trying to encourage both himself and Brandy.

“Indeeth! Thou hath almost obtaineth they armoureth speedth!” Ethel would chime in, having patiently waited along the sidelines, silently rooting for her fellow knights.

Sherwood

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https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

The only one still struggling heavily was the Elf. His sharp ears picked up on what she spoke as she passed him for the... who-knows-how-manyeth time. “You're... right...” He spoke, still struggling, though somehow it seemed Brandy's own chant had also re-ignited some fire in him.

Slowly, the sun fully set, exchanged for the light of the moon and some torches. Their bodies, covered in sweat, would cool down a lot. Yet they still had a task to complete. By now, even the Elf finally managed to run complete laps. The training method, brutal enough to almost be a crime against any person, would prove effective in its brutality. Their bodies being twisted, healed, pushed beyond limits, recovered... Broken and made slightly stronger each time.

The question was, would Brandy be second, third, fourth... or giving up? The latter seemed ever so unlikely.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy
​

Brandy was speeding up, but no matter how hard she pushed, she was still dead last. Her breath came in sharp, uneven gasps, and the weight of the heavy plate armor bore down on her small, agile frame. It was clear—her body wasn’t built for this. The more she pushed, the more it became painfully obvious that her natural strengths weren’t suited for endurance runs in armor meant for larger, bulkier warriors.

Maybe… maybe she should give up. The thought clawed at the back of her mind, a whisper of doubt creeping in as her legs faltered, her pace slowing to a near halt. Why fight what she wasn't meant for? Her body wasn't built for this, and she should focus on capitalizing on her agility, her speed, rather than break herself trying to overcome a weakness she couldn't fix. The others saw her lag, saw her nearly stop in place, the weight of defeat settling over her.

"Weak!" The word echoed in her mind, a bitter snarl she couldn’t escape. She clenched her teeth, forcing the doubt away. If she had to, she would force herself to change—break her body, shatter her limits, until both mind and muscle adapted to the pain. She would get stronger. She had to.

"Arrgh!" A frustrated groan tore from her throat, and she launched herself forward, her muscles screaming in protest, tearing under the unbearable strain. The pain was excruciating, each step a brutal battle as she surged past Sherwood. Her entire body felt like it was breaking down with every movement, her bones rattling under the heavy plate. But this wasn’t some Hollywood moment of triumph. As soon as she passed him, her legs gave out. She tumbled to the ground, the weight of her armor pinning her down.

With a ragged breath, she forced herself onward, crawling, dragging her body, inch by painful inch, until she crossed the finish line. She didn’t win. But in that moment, it didn’t matter. She had won something else—the right mindset. She had stolen the wind from doubt’s sails.

On each of the next runs, Brandy pushed harder. Her pace quickened, her body adapting, even as her muscles tore further apart. She wasn’t just getting faster—she was rebuilding herself, piece by piece, through the sheer force of her will.

(NOTE: its all up to you how much she actually speeds up and succeeds. if you feel like she should keep being dead last, then do that!)

--

Elvario

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

The day had turned into night. The night was turning into morning. Otto succeeded.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

“I... I did... it...” The otter spoke, as he stumbled and fell. The energising wasn't enough to rid him of the mental exhaustion that totally crippled him.

Sherwood

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https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

Brandy only thought she was last. With her not helping the Elf up, it'd fallen upon Otto to do so later. Ever since, the elf had been behind not just in distance, but in laps overall. It looked like he would be the first to crumble in this training. What little spark Brandy's words might've ignited quickly faded, as Brandy surged past him yet again.

Even as Brandy fell down in front of him, he couldn't get himself to help her up. He was barely standing himself. Yet, as Brandy Crawled along...

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“That was... 58 seconds. You crawled over just in time. Well done. Sherwood, I'm sorry, but it seems you're out.” He stated. For one of them, the training had ended in failure. “Ethel, Stray, Otto, take off these armours and go to the Keg to eat. The healing and running must've gotten you starved. Meet me at the north gate within two hours.” He instructed them, before he'd retreat.

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

“We hath triumphet!” She'd call out, as she'd throw herself at Stray and Otto for a group hug. “Thou hath neigh let thy weariness overcometh thy strive to succeedeth! We shalth seeth thee traingeth and we shalt conquereth!” She'd add.

“R-right...” The Otter replied, caught off guard and too tired to say much.

The Keg
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Tavern.

From: https://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a147/Darsunne/0a55608e9d52edec15d4c6455736ec45_zpste7hezy9.jpg

The three would be able to regroup in the Keg, with Ethel dragging the other two along in as much as it was needed. A fox woman would put down three large bowls of hefty looking stew on the table.

Inola

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From:
Flambé by Kenny.Fox

“Wow... the captain wasn't kidding. You two look like you've been dragged through hell and back.” She'd say to Brandy and Otto. Ethel looked... surprisingly okay.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy

​

Brandy felt it—a gnawing uneasiness in the pit of her stomach. Something was off, and it clung to her like a shadow she couldn’t shake. The lively voices of her fellow trainees and comrades blurred into the background, distant and irrelevant as her mind raced. She pushed back her chair, the legs creaking loudly against the floor, and stormed over to Captain Ezekiel’s table with a purpose that could not be ignored.

“I’ll have Sherwood complete the run,” she said flatly, her tone brokering no argument. She stood tall, despite the weight of her doubt. “All I ask is for two sets of armor... and the hours till dawn.”

Her words hung in the air for a moment, her eyes burning with a fierce determination that Ezekiel could not miss. “If I can’t help him pass, then I’m not good enough to be here either.” Her voice didn’t waver; it was a simple truth. Her gaze bore into the captain, unflinching. I swore I would never let down another comrade, she thought, and this... this is my first test.

Her fists clenched tightly at her sides, her knuckles turning white as she bit down on her lower lip. She bowed low, her body rigid with tension, every fiber of her being begging for the chance to prove herself.

“Please,” she added, her voice quieter now but no less resolute.

 

[Elvario]

The Keg
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Tavern.

From: https://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a147/Darsunne/0a55608e9d52edec15d4c6455736ec45_zpste7hezy9.jpg

Ezekiel Hayward

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From:
Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“Oh?” He was genuinely surprised to hear the 'Stray' that had so far ignored the others was suddenly not just willing to engage, but actively tried to help out the one to fail. He contemplated, or a moment, then shook his head. “There is only one way in which I would allow for this to happen.” He stated, looking at the three of them. “I will allow Sherwood to try again and to keep trying, but only so long as all three of you keep running laps and manage to keep completing laps in under sixty seconds.”

Ethel

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From:
Ironlily

Ethel jumped up. “Hah! Though hath neigh asketh of me and mine! I shalth do soeth with easeth!” She'd state, almost seeming eager to start running again.

Otto Walton

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From: https://www.deviantart.com/rebelsfantasyworld/art/otter-knight-digital-illustration-1006657638

The otter... looked a whole lot less interested. It was only when Brandy added the bit on not being good enough, bowed low and asked a genuine please, that he stood up. “Sir, I'd also like for this to be allowed. I'll rejoin the running as well.”

…

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

And just like that, the four of them, Ethel, Otto, Brandy and Sherwood, were all in full armour again. Running laps around the training grounds until their breaking point, only to be revitalised and restored in order to go again.

Sherwood

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https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

There was little Sherwood had spoken, but he did ask one question. “Why?” He'd ask of Brandy, genuinely confused about this sudden change.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy ​

Brandy felt a wave of discouragement crash over her as soon as she heard the conditions. There was no way her fellow trainees would volunteer for more grueling tasks, not with the knowledge that even more involuntary hell was waiting for them. It was a lost cause, she thought.

But then they did.

She blinked, momentarily taken aback. She’d have to thank them... later. Right now, there was no time for that.

Brandy turned to face Sherwood after his question, her expression sharp, her eyes almost glaring down at him despite his taller stature. Her voice was steady, cold even, as she answered, “Ain’t no way in hell I’m having one of you guys di—flank on me.” Her words were laced with a fierce resolve. Two things were crystal clear: one, this was life or death for Brandy. Two, any flicker of camaraderie she might have felt was buried deep beneath her hardened exterior, hidden behind her sharp tongue and clawed demeanor.

“Now let’s get this shit-show started,” she growled, her tone rough and ready for the fight ahead.

With that, Brandy began donning her armor, but this time, she hesitated. She glanced at Ethel, the short girl she had brushed off before, and with a sigh, she finally asked for help. The shorty was growing on her, there was no denying it. Especially her accent—it had a way of sticking in Brandy’s mind.

(NOTE: despite Brandy's rude exterior, it is blatantly obvious to everyone she appreciates them just can't admit it. Much like when two lovers are oblivious to each other.)

(P.s. no longer on my PC for a week so post visual quality will go down.)

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Sherwood

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From:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/D59q1n

The Elf had started back in confusion. It was clear he didn't follow what or why, but it didn't matter. “Thanks.” He said... as he'd get the armour back on with some help from Otto. Then returned the favour.

Meanwhile, Ethel had no issue helping Brandy. “Thou shalth seeth! Thy armour shalt be like thy secondeth skinneth!” She'd promise, or perhaps predict.

That said, as they were running again, it soon showed that life wasn't a fairy tale. Not only did it take a while for them to match 60 second rounds again (other than Ethel), the Elf's progress was slow. Yet there was progress...

By the time it was past noon, the captain decided to be merciful and allowed them a very short break to eat. Yet it was straight back to running afterwards. Like Ethel had predicted, the armour was soon starting to feel like a second skin. Their skin likely being roughed up, restored, roughed up, restored... in continuously increasing manners from reaching the healing/revitalising point.

They kept running. At some point, Ethel was starting to make it within 50 seconds. Even Otto and possibly Brandy herself were stating to beat the 60 second limit more and more often and by bigger and bigger margins. By the time it was almost dark again, it finally, finally happened. Sherwood managed to beat the 60 seconds.

Ezekiel Hayward

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Edmond Trevelyan by slugette on DeviantArt

“Well then, would you look at that.” The captain said, surprised. “Congratulations, that was some of the best show of camaraderie I've seen in my whole career. Yet I'm afraid we've a lot more to go through. Take off the armour and follow me.” He stated, as he led them to a large pile of rocks behind the armoury. “These all need to be moved to the eastern town gate, then up the stairs in the left watchtower for repairs at the top of it. The only rule is that you have to move them by your strength alone, no tools, no magic, no external aid.” That was the only instruction he gave them.

 

[Kikimura]

TOMOKO BRANDY

Sherwood had barely finished when Brandy surged forward, her fist striking the center of his chest plate with a dull, resounding thud. The impact reverberated through the air.

"Good job!" she barked, her voice rough with triumph, before turning away to release a wild, guttural scream—a sound that was equal parts joy and feral satisfaction. Her chest heaved with the thrill of it, the fire of challenge sparking behind her eyes.

As the next task was laid out before them, Brandy was no longer alone. She stood among her comrades, though the fierce glint in her gaze remained unchanged. She crouched by the rocks, inspecting each one with a predator's intensity before raising her head to the others.

"Take count," she declared, her tone daring and defiant. "Because when this is over, I’ll have the highest number." The words were less a boast and more a command, a challenge flung down like a gauntlet. It wasn’t about winning—it was about driving them all forward, through sweat and strain, with competition as their fuel.

Without waiting for a reply, Brandy bent down and seized the largest rock she could find, muscles straining beneath her skin as she hefted it into the air. Gritting her teeth, she set off, her strides swift and sure, moving with the relentless determination of one who had something to prove—not just to others, but to herself.

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Sherwood

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“I...ehm.. T-thanks.” The elf replied, exhausted, happy and overwhelmed all at once. Sadly enough, there was no rest to the wicked. They were set upon their next task soon enough, with Brandy taking a lead.

Ethel

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“Hah! Though shalth neigh haveth victorieth over me and mine!” Ethel was quick to claim, grabbing two medium-sized rocks and hoising them up on her shoulders, planning to carry them all the way like that.

Otto and Sherwood were a tad more tactical, going for a single mid-sized rock.

Carrying the rock through the town was heavy, but do-able. Carrying it up the stairs, small, winding and steep, was a lot tougher. Yet even that was doable, especially having gone through some rought training already.

The 'trick' was, however, not in the difficulty of the exercise. It was in the lack of healing/energising present for this one. The first trip was heavy, the second was tougher, but still doable. The third and fourth also... Yet as it got dark all over again and they were carrying rocks on their fifth, sixth, seventh trips, they would start to feel their muscles ache, fingers raw from grasping onto the rocks, legs cramping from carrying heavy rocks up stairs...

Otto Walton

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“I... I think we're nearly halfway?” The otter would say at some point, though it was clear he was trying to hide despair at the 'only halfway' bit, as they would all feel like their bodies had been worn out far more than halfway through already. Even Ethel had slowed down.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy

The journey had become a grind, each trip more punishing than the last. Brandy's breath came in sharp gasps, her muscles screaming with the strain of each step. Ethel moved ahead of her with a strength that seemed effortless, while Brandy, though determined, felt her body betraying her—each rock heavier, each trip longer. The weight of it all pressed against her mind, inching her closer to her breaking point.

Her legs burned as she trudged on, forcing herself forward through sheer will. "O-Otto's right!" she wheezed, her voice raw with exertion. "Just a little bit more." The words tasted like ash, hollow promises she wasn’t sure she could keep. But she said them all the same, trying to hold herself together as they climbed, step by step.

Brandy’s eyes flickered to Ethel, the focus of her every breath. Ethel, who moved like the weight was nothing, confident and unwavering. Strong. Reliable. And… adorable. Brandy’s cheeks flushed despite herself. She would never admit it aloud—her pride wouldn’t allow it—but the sight of Ethel, so composed, stirred something deeper in her.

With a growl, Brandy shook the feeling away, cursing her own thoughts. There was no time for foolish feelings, not here. Not now. She had to stay sharp, had to push through, even as her body screamed for relief. Even as the rock in her arms felt like it would crush her before the climb was done.

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Otto Walton

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Even though he knew he probably wasn't right, hearing Brandy say he was gave some courage. “Indeed!” He'd add, as he nearly dropped the stone due to his arms giving out from exhaustion.

Ethel

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Ethel, despite having slowed down a lot, was still carrying on. Literally and figuratively. “I... hath... taken... thee... leadeth...” She'd mutter, between laboured breaths. “Mine rocketh... numbereth... hath risen... too... sixtythreeth...” She claimed.

Sherwood

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“I'm... sorry.” The Elf stated, as he'd been felling terrible so far. Ethel carrying many rocks and Otto and Brandy probably contributing their fair share as well, yet he was struggling with his twentieth rock already. It felt like everyone coming back to help him was already a lot, yet now he wasn't even able to contribute equally. Seeing Otto struggle as well, he did have an idea. “Should we carry them together?” He asked, probably the longest sentence he'd spoken in a very, very long while. It'd take slower, but the exhaustion would be lesser and there hadn't been a rule against it.

That said, now that it was dark, other challenges arose. Tripping over loose rocks, having to ascent the tower's stairs with only dim torchlight, among other things. Yet, on the other end, they had started to know the path from the rock pile to the top of the tower rather well, with how often they'd walked it by now... Eventually, weary as they were from lack of sleep and continuous exhaustive training, the sun would slowly start to rise again.

It was already their third day of training. Should they, as they were, look at the rock pile, they actually almost did it. Only about a dozen rocks left. Four of them rather large, two of them id-sized and six of them smaller. Yet even Ethel looked reluctant to pick up the large rocks at this point in time. Exhaustion having finally caught up to her as well. “Shouldst... we also... taketh the largeth rocketh togethereth?” She'd eventually ask Brandy.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy

Brandy's gaze swept over her comrades, their faces etched with exhaustion, their bodies straining under the relentless burden of the rocks. Misery clung to them like a shadow, but she would not yield to it. Not today. She stared down the rocks before her as though they were an enemy to be conquered, her defiance burning hot in her chest. Then, slowly, she turned back to her comrades.

"I'm certain we all have our reasons for being here," she began, her voice firm but carrying the weight of shared suffering. "And we all have our reasons to stay." She paused, letting the silence hang heavy between them, the weight of her words settling like dust after a battle. The road ahead stretched far beyond what they could see, full of trials yet to come. Brandy knew they wouldn’t finish it without more than strength—they needed purpose.

"The road is long, and we won’t reach the end without a clear vision of the future." Her eyes flickered between them, searching their faces for the spark that still kept them moving. "Tell me, all of you. Why are you here, suffering with me right now?"

She let the question hang in the air, her eyes lingering on the rocks again—those cursed stones that bore down on them all. But as she looked back at her comrades, there was a challenge in her gaze, a call for them to rise above the weight, above the misery, and claim their reasons. Together.

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Brandy's question surprised most of them. Yet, Ethel, being Ethel, was the quickest to speak up.

Ethel

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“I hath becometh the defendereth of Stonewall, Guardian of Life! I hath desireth to liveth up to mine titleth! I shalt showeth all thee mine worth and strength!” She proclaimed, proudly so, as she stood strong (as much as her worn-down body allowed her too, at least). “I shalth neigh looseth any battleth, so I shalth traineth any traingeth to achieveth so!”

Otto Walton

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The otter was next. “I wish to become a high ranking knight, to prove some people wrong... myself included.” That was all he said.

Sherwood

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The last one seemed more hesitant, being not one to speak in general. Eventually he caved in. “Family legacy.” He spoke, seeming to struggle to explain more and eventually giving up on it altogether.

“What about you?” The otter would ask.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy

Brandy smirked as each comrade spoke, listening to their words, their dreams woven with pain and resolve. She straightened, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes, then leaned back against the rough stone wall, arms crossed, her gaze daring anyone to doubt her.

"Me?" she said, tapping a finger against her chin in mock contemplation. Then, with a sharp crack, she drove her fist into the wall behind her, her smirk twisting into something almost feral. "I aim to be so powerful, not even the gods would dare lay a finger on my friends. I’ll crush my enemies, dominate battlefields, and shatter any who’d think to challenge me and mine."

Her tail lashed behind her, matching the fire in her eyes as they flickered to the pile of rocks, each one an unspoken challenge. "Now, I assume none of us are about to let a few stones stand between us and our dreams, are we?"

Without waiting for an answer, Brandy bent low and grabbed the heaviest rock, hefting it onto her shoulder with a wicked grin. "Last one to the top gives up their dinner!" she called, her voice lilting with a singsong taunt, before bolting forward with a burst of energy, her body aching but her spirit alight.

In that moment, she was a force of nature, rallying them with her own strength, her own unyielding will, daring them all to keep pace.

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
Kikimura Tomoko Brandy – Go through a training arc. | Get ripped.

Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Otto Walton

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“Not even the gods?” He'd silently repeat. That was a tall order. “That...” Before he could continue, Ethel interupted.

Ethel

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“Hah! Thou fire hath spokeneth! I shalth taketh thee up on thy questeth! I shalt becometh even strongereth! Not eveneth the combineth foreces of all of heaveneth and helleth shalt dareth touch me and mine onceth I hath finished mineth trainingeth!” She'd proclaim, picking up not one but two rocks again, now that Brandy had taken the largest one.

Upon the threat of loosing out on dinner, the other two looked at one another and quickly grabbed a rock each. Their strengths revitalised by this short moment of respite and the fiery passion Brandy managed to ignite them with.

As they'd finally arrive at the top with the last stones, the captain was awaiting them.

Ezekiel Hayward

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“Well done. You'll have 8 hours of respite. Use them wisely, as tomorrow's task will be a very different type of challenge.” He pointed at some rations and water, as well as some bedrolls. It looked like they could camp out in the half-finished tower itself. Their training, for one reason or another, not even allowing them to use the proper barracks even after two full nights of training.

Ethel just feel down onto the bedroll, not even getting inside of it or taking off her armour, sleeping the moment she was flat on the ground. The Elf and Otter at least grabbed something to eat first. “What do you think the next part of the training will be?” The otter asked.

 

[Kikimura]

Tomoko Brandy
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Brandy sat down and tore into the stale bread, crunching it hungrily. Her gaze flickered now and then to Ethel, sprawled across the bedroll, fast asleep. If any of the others looked closely, they might catch that subtle glint in Brandy’s eyes—a hint of something she’d never admit.

"Brandy," she said, swallowing a mouthful. "Call me Brandy." She leaned back, one hand absently rubbing her stomach.

Her eyes drifted once more to Ethel before scanning the faces of her comrades.

"We did good, didn’t we?" she said, her tone softer. She let the moment breathe, giving them a beat to settle into their meals. "Good job. I’m proud of ya." A small smirk curved her lips. Brandy wasn’t one to flaunt, but tonight she wanted them to know she respected them—maybe even looked up to them a little.

 

[Elvario]

Tag and character goal:
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Training Grounds in Stonewall
Country of Ryken, County of Sadek, Barony of Caelia. Capital Town: Stonewall – Training Grounds.

From: Medieval Training Yard

Otto Walton

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“Nice to meet you, Brandy.” The otter would say with a smile.

Sherwood

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The Elf just nodded at her actual introduction. He did add one thing, when she told them they did good. “You too.”

…

They'd wake up cold and stiff in their joints from how much it cooled down at night in this tower, as well as with some pretty bad muscle aching from yesterdays exercises. Ethel was up first, eating her fill...

Yet the rest would have to quickly grab something for along the way, as the guard captain showed up.

Ezekiel Hayward

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“Take these.” He stated, giving them three axes. “A few nearby trees have caught a disease and nut to be cut down, before they spread it to the rest of the forest. It'll be your job to cut them down and bring them to the Training Grounds, without using any tools or animals. You're also not allowed to cut them up in smaller chunks, bring them in as big as they are no matter how, but use your wits and raw strength alone. Sherwood, you're to identify them.”

The Elf nodded, as he'd lead them to them a nearby patch of forest, checking the trees. To their disadvantage, the trees in question were located fairly deep into the patch woods. It meant navigating the woods, dragging the large and heavy trees through shrubs, uneven terrain, navigating between other trees and somehow doing all that without being allowed to cut the trees into more size-able logs... They'd need a good plan to handle this, it seemed.

Ethel

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“Hasth thou an ideath?” She'd ask, eager to start, but having no clue how or where to do so.