Training

((I felt the need to write a reply to http://us.battle.net/wow/en/forum/topic/16491679168))

The feeling of someone watching Kezrin was very unnerving.

She didn’t even need to be looking in Olu’s direction to feel the tauren’s eyes upon her, watching her every move. Somehow the shaman had found out that Solendenus had offered to teach her to fight, and she had taken it upon herself to make sure Kezrin practiced daily in one of the Shield Bearers’ training rooms.


It was quite strange watching the tauren demonstrate a proper stance and technique, when Kezrin’s head only came up to Olu’s waist. The mace that felt large in her hands looked like a twig in Olu’s. In fact, the tauren was now lying on the floor so she’d be low enough to keep a proper eye on Kezrin’s footwork.

Researching memory in the morning, swinging maces in the evening. That was Kezrin’s new routine.

“You’re doing much better,” Olu remarked. “Your family never hired self defense instructors?”

“Nah. Why do that if we had guards?” Kezrin thwacked the pell again.

“Any sort of physical training?”

“Does dance instruction count?” She wagged the mace at Olu in warning. “I ain’t gonna dance for ya.”

“No, no, of course not. I will not ask you to dance.”

Kezrin had never gotten the knack of reading Tauren facial expressions enough to trust the look on Olu’s face.

There was a low, rumbling chuckle. “However, I would like to suggest a regiment of exercise consisting of specific steps and motions, best practiced with a partner…”

There was something to be said for how quickly a reposing tauren could dodge a thrown mace.