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While the great minds of Aldric von Folkenrath and his deputy, Asmund Olafsson, were in the strategy room, deciding how to further develop the mercenary Fortress and organization, Stefan strolled through the courtyard. His gaze fell upon the targets that the late Min had practiced with so often. Min's loss was regrettable not only because she was the only person of Nihon culture in Stefan's circle, but also because with her death, they had lost a skilled archer. Stefan suddenly remembered the words of his mentor on the path of the warrior – and so clearly that he could hear the slightly creaky, but wholly wise voice of his teacher in his head:
One should not have a favorite weapon. To be very good with one weapon, while being poor with others, is as much a disadvantage as not being proficient with that weapon at all. It is bad if a commander or soldier has preferences. You must always remember this.
Stefan shook his head. At that time, those words seemed foolish to him. Why should he learn to wield other weapons when his trusty sword – he involuntarily touched the hilt of his katana – would always be with him? But now, those words sounded different. Now he understood that his teacher was entirely right. After drinking the elixir, the healer felt an almost physical need to learn something new. So he took a bow, drew an arrow from the quiver, drew the string, and aimed. For a moment, he closed his eyes – and remembered almost every word, every movement of his mentor, who, in his wisdom, had taught him to wield all types of traditional Nihon weapons. Much of this knowledge had faded over the years, as does any knowledge that does not find practical application. But after drinking the elixir, he remembered all the necessary theory. All that remained was to reinforce it with practice.
Stefan opened his eyes and released the arrow. It hit the target dead center. He reached for a second... It would take some time, but he would remember everything he had been taught.
Honestly, the idea for this post came to me long before I saw Loken's post.
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?