Forge of Destiny(Xianxia Quest)

Year 43, week 3
Ling Qi's limbs trembled with exhaustion, her muscles burning from the strain of holding herself in the difficult pose Instructor Zhou had forced them to begin utilizing for their meditation this week. It had started out simply enough, standing with their arms extended and their backs bent at odd angles, then it had progressed to balancing on one leg or one one hand for extended periods in increasingly difficult postures and only grown worse from there.

Muscles she did not even know she had were sore, and the sweat trickling down her forehead despite the mountain chill kept stinging her eyes. Ling Qi doggedly kept her attention on Instructor Zhou as he paced along between the rows of disciples, muscular arms clasped behind his back.

"As a cultivator, you cannot afford to neglect any part of your body. Physical cultivation is, at it's core an endless exercise in balance and unity. Lose that balance, cultivate some part out of synch and you will tear your own body apart," the elder lectured pausing now and then to not so gently nudge a disciple back into proper position. "At this low stage of cultivation you may suffer torn muscles, broken bones, and other minor injuries."

He pauses as one of the boys on his left collapses, his leg giving out beneath him and waves the boy off to cool down. "The repercussions for failure only grow with your cultivation, you do not wish to make such mistakes when you begin the reinforcement of the major organs." Ling Qi grit her teeth as the muscles in her back cried out from being extended for so long. "One's foundation of understanding is vital to cultivation. Which is the sole reason that Elders such as I are spending their time teaching you."

"The key physical cultivation is Unity!" His voice booms out over the field, and another person collapses, in a heap. A girl this time, who had been standing next to an utterly unperturbed Meizhen, who stands as still as a statue without so much as a tremble. "The body requires Unity and Balance," even in her current state Ling Qi could hear the odd emphasis that he put on those words. "Flesh, bone, muscle, blood, the organs, major and minor. No part of the body functions well without the others supporting it! And so all must be cultivated to achieve true strength."

He is silent for several seconds after that rounding the end of the row and beginning a walk down the one occupied by Ling Qi. "The same can be said for the Sect and the Empire. No province would find the same prosperity, the same safety on it's own." Ling Qi's breath hitched as she felt her body begging to be allowed to collapse. "No soldier survives a battle on his own. He survives with the support of his squad, which survives with the support of its battalion. A General without his men is no better than a head without a body. An army without a general is no more than a body without a head!"

Distantly Ling Qi notes the savage and approving grin on Sun Liling's face from where the girl stands in the next row down, twisted into an even more contorted position than the rest of them. Ling Qi had no idea it was even possible to get one's foot to touch their ears like that. "But all the same, cultivation is also about removing the impurities from the body. It is about ejecting weakness," He stops only a scant dozen steps from Ling Qi's position to survey the field, towering over the hunched and bent students. "I have said it before, I am not here to train court cultivators, who sit in their clan homes and play the games of politics. I train the soldiers who will stand as the bulwark of the empire. So, this is your warning. The next week is the last of my lessons which will be provided freely."

Murmurs of alarm sound at that, but none dared be indignant. "The week after next, I will oversee a test. It will not be one solely of personal strength. You will be organized into squads and set against one another, in various tasks. I intend accept no more than thirty disciples into the remaining lessons," he resumes walking then, and Ling Qi bit her lip as she concentrated on not falling. Not now, she didn't want to fail with him right in front of her…

2 successes needed.
3, 5. +1 Cultivation auto success. Failure. Rerolling due to Argent Soul
8, 7. Two successes.

As the Elder moved toward her she she let out a breath and closed her eyes. No. She would not let herself fail. She felt her qi blaze in her dantian, the steady outward flow being dispersed into her bones and muscles increasing for a moment and dulling the ache of exhaustion. When she opened her eyes she found herself meeting the instructor's eyes, if only for a second as he swept his gaze over her. "We will see which of you has the potential to be worth more of my time then. I suggest you work hard in the coming week."

Talent 6, Lesson 2, Argent Soul 1, Red Spirit Stone 1, Test bonus 1
2, 10, 8, 3, 5, 10, 4, 8, 2, 9. 2. 6 Successes
7/20 reached.

The progress she made never seemed enough to Ling Qi, particularly with this new deadline hanging over her head. It wasn't fair, how was she supposed to compete in something like this when she had only just begun? Ling Qi had crushed that thought as soon as she had it, while trudging back home from the exhausting lesson. Life was never fair, had never been fair. She would just have to find a way to succeed. It was a group exercise at least, and he had never said that it would be direct combat. Perhaps she could group with Meizhen? It felt unpleasant to have to rely on someone else's strength, but pride was a luxury of the strong. She had a niggling feeling that Elder Zhou's test wouldn't be as simple as the chatter of her fellow disciples were making it out to be.

She almost panicked and dismissed her earlier plans for the week in favor of trying to cultivate the art she had taken from the archive a few days ago, but in the end she decided against it. Had the instructor not said that the foundation was the most important? Right now the Argent Soul was her foundation and so she would improve it, no matter what.

It was a little harder to justify going along with Li Suyin's request, but in the end, she felt that getting a connection to another disciple was worth more than a few more hours of fumbling cultivation.

Which brought her to where she was now, the day after Zhou's declaration, after her Spirit Cultivation lesson. Unlike most days she didn't duck out the moment Elder Su opened the door, but instead hung back, watching Li Suyin stand up as well, haphazardly gathering up the various writing tools she always brought to the lessons.

Ling Qi had only started paying attention to the other girl recently, but she had observed that the girl never seemed to be without her implements, and carried them in a rather expensive looking case at her side. It was the only real proof that the girl had any wealth. Ling Qi could see the appeal of taking notes, frankly. More than once she had wished she could better recall Elder Su's instruction even with her improved memory. Such things were laughably out of her reach financially though. Besides, while she could read, her writing ability was far too slow to keep up with an Elder's lecture.

Suyin finally noticed her looking then, and her eyes widened for a moment before she hurried up, the shiny wooden case holding her notes and implements clutched against her chest. "I'm sorry, were you waiting for me? It's just, I needed to blot the ink and…"

"It's fine," Ling Qi cut her off just a bit rudely, not wanting the other girl to ramble, she had noticed a bit of attention on the two of them. "Let's walk while we talk," she added, turning away to head for the door.

She heard the girl murmur a response, and hurry to catch up with her, apologizing as she had to move around and between other students to do so. "W-why are you always in such a hurry to leave class?" The blue haired girl asked as she finally fell in beside Ling Qi. She was even worse than Meizhen, the other girl's head barely came up to Ling Qi's chest. Just another reason to feel awkward and out of place.

"I like staying in practice," Ling Qi responded. "The truce the Elders put down won't last forever, and my room mate hasn't made me popular," left unsaid is that she didn't have any family reputation to act as a buffer either.

"Oh, well, um…" your answer seems to have surprised her. "I… surely no one will do anything excessive, right?" At Ling Qi's incredulous look, the shorter girl hurried on. "I mean, there will be… duels and such obviously, but we are all disciples of the same sect."

"...Maybe," Ling Qi allows, but she doubts it will be so civilized. If one dumped a few scraps of meat into a pen of starving dogs they won't nicely share it, and that was a pretty close approximation of the disciples and the trickle of spirit stones they were supplied in her view. "So, what's the plan?"

Li Suyin blinked at the sudden change in subject as the two of them hurried out of the lecture building. "I was hoping you could come to my home and I could ask you a few questions before observing you while you cultivate," she responded nervously. "I… well. My senses are quite good, I've been told, but it's hard to discern anything when there is so much interference," she says while gesturing vaguely to the other disciples around you.

Ling Qi frowned, was she just getting set up for a trap? She didn't like putting herself in the other girls space. "Why don't we do it at my place instead?" She asked challengingly, to see how the other girl would respond.

The blue haired girls eyes widened almost comically and she hunched her shoulders. "I… well. Maybe? I'm not sure…. Would your housemate really allow that?" She asked, she reminded Ling Qi of a frightened rabbit.

"It's my home too," Ling Qi responded stubbornly. She honestly wasn't sure how Meizhen would react to someone else in their home. "Besides, why is everyone so afraid or disdainful of her anyway?" She didn't want to bring it up to Meizhen herself and it had never come up

Now Li Suyin was the one looking at her incredulously. "She… does her aura not affect you?"She asked before frowning. "No, it must not, how else would you live with her," she mumbled to herself. "Is it just acclimation though or…"

Ling Qi shifted uncomfortably. Her heart still sped up sometimes when she was startled by Bai Meizhen;s presence, but it was mostly something that she had almost forgotten about given her constant proximity to the girl. "It can't just be that," she said, cutting off the other girls inquisitive mumbling. "I mean, it's a little unnerving, but we're all cultivators here."

Li Suyin grimaces slightly, turning her attention back to you. "I… don't really understand fully myself… Father is only a regional minister of finance, I'm not… not really a noble by birth, Father was elevated in the exams," she admits uncomfortably. "The Bai family is… they frighten people, and upset things with their disagreements with the Imperial Court. There are only a handful of ancient bloodlines left in the empire, you know?"

Ling Qi didn't know, but she supposed she would have to take the other girls word for it. "..We'll do this at your place then," she decided. In the end, her instincts told her this girl wasn't leading her on, and she supposed it was a poor idea to invite someone over without asking. Meizhen could be prickly at the best of times.

So she followed Suyin to her home, a tiny stone hut on the edge of the residential area. It was… cramped is probably the best word for it. A single room with a hearth in the center and a thin pallet laid out on either side. It was… rather obvious which side belonged to Suyin, it was the neatly made one surrounded by paper and books.

The other side was a mess of balled up blankets and discarded clothing, as well as a few other random knick knacks, like a battered belt knife, a few stone dishes and implements for grinding and mixing herbs. There's also fine, silky strands of hair on everything. does the girl Suyin is rooming with have a cat or a dog?

In any case Suyin mumbles apologies for the mess her housemate left and ushers you into the only other room, which is essentially the meditation room at your home just… downsized. Once the two of you are seated the dim and cramped room, things start off simply enough. Suyin asking you various questions about your cultivation, and scribbling down your answers on the paper spread across the wooden board she laid out across her lap.

Ling Qi found herself relaxing slightly as time passed and nothing untoward happened, even as the other girls increasingly difficult questions forced her to think far more about her cultivation than she had previously. Things like the number of qi circulations in each 'push' on her meridian, and the exact number of breaths she took per minute when meditating… she can't answer many of them, since she didn't really pay attention to it herself. It was more than a bit frustrating to fail to answer again and again.

"Does all of this actually matter?" She finally asked cutting off Li Suyin's latest inquiry about whether she circulated her qi clockwise or counterclockwise or some mix of both when clearing her meridians.

The other girl paused in writing and shifted uncomfortably where she was seated only a few inches away. "I… don't know," she admitted. "I ask questions in the lessons, but there is never enough time for everything I want to ask," she adds with a hint of frustration. "There is just so much that I do not know."

"Why ask me then?" Ling Qi asked, leaning back against the wall. "There are probably girls who actually know the answers."

Li Suyin looked the side, twiddling nervously with her with her ink brush. "Would they answer though?" She asked her expression going bitter. "At least you are willing to sit down and answer questions instead of calling me foolish."

"That's… fair," Ling Qi admitted. "I don't know that I'll be able to do it often though. I need to cultivate and the Argent Soul isn't going to master itself." She didn't dislike the other girl, but she was also finding it difficult to think of reasons why she should continue.

Li Suyin's face fell, but then her expression settled into one of determination. "Would… would you care for a look at my notes? I've done a fair amount of work on studying how the art works, as well as deciphering the meanings behind the koans and more opaque phrasing." She asks, sounding a bit desperate. "All I ask is that you let me observe your cultivation."

Ling Qi frowned, but eventually nodded, she was already here, and it couldn't hurt.

2 successes necessary
9, 1, 7, 4. 2 successes.

Suyin's notes were themselves, dense and difficult to decipher, but at the same time… they were pretty insightful. She had ideas for achieving the improved qi flow of the second part of the technique that Ling Qi hadn't even considered. Now that she had been presented with them, it made all too much sense though. In the end she barely gave Suyin a thought before closing her eyes to cultivate her art. The insights were more than worth a little observation.

Talent 6, Lesson 2, Suyin Bonus 2, Red Spirit Stone 1
7, 1, 2, 2, 10, 4, 7, 3, 1, 5, 4, 4. 9 Successes
9/15

Several hours later Ling Qi opened her eyes feeling incredibly refreshed, she had not been able to fully stabilize the increased qi flow yet, but she felt like she had advanced in leaps and bounds compared to the muddled attempts she had made earlier in the week after lessons./ She still jerked back in shock at the first sight she saw though. Li Suyin had leaned in far closer than was comfortable, close enough that she could feel the other girls breath tickling her neck as the other girl held a hand just barely an inch away from her stomach. Just how out of touch was she when cultivating?

"Back up," she commanded, in a voice that was definitely not an embarrassed squeak.

Li Suyin startled at the sound of her voice and then flushed red when she met Ling Qi's eyes, hastily leaning back with wide eyes as her hand flew up to cover her mouth. "I...I'm sorry!" She squeaked out herself. "I just lost track of things while observing your qi and I think I've nearly managed to open the meridian in my arm and I got better results when I was closer and," she rambled defensively.

"Just, just don't do that again," Ling Qi responded shakily, cutting her off. She wasn't quite sure why it bothered her so much, beyond a general aversion to letting someone so close without her knowledge. "...I won't mind coming by again sometime though," she added in the awkward silence that followed. "As long as you keep sharing your notes," she added hastily.

It was a fairly profitable arrangement for the both of them in the end, and between her time with Suyin and her continued lessons in qi control from Elder Su she found herself progressing rapidly toward the second stage of the Argent Soul Art.

Not everything was going well though. Between her time spent with Suyin, her cultivation, and her lessons Ling Qi had not had much chance to speak with Meizhen until nearly halfway through the week.

"What do you mean you don't intend to participate?" Ling Qi asked in distress as she looked across the fire at Bai Meizhen in the evening after one of her lessons with Instructor Zhou.

The pale girl sipped quietly from a steaming cup of tea as Cui lazily slithered up from the collar of her gown, coiling around her neck in a lazy loop. "Just as I said. I have no intention of joining the military in any capacity. Elder Zhou's instruction is valuable, but in the end it is not the path I wish to take. My own physical cultivation is sufficient for the moment."

Ling Qi grimaced, so much for the hope that she could succeed by relying on Meizhen. There was still the possibility of trying to join Han Jian… but she felt less sure of herself in that instance. The boy had quite a few other friends and contacts. "Do you at least have an idea of what he's going to ask of us?" Bai Meizhen knew more of the Elder's reputations that Ling Qi did after all.

She hummed thoughtfully for a moment, it had a slightly unnerving hissing quality to it, but Ling Qi was used to it by now. "Zhou is a man dedicated to the empire through and through. It is likely he will test for cooperation, coordination, and ability to synergize one's skills with others. I expect the test will take the form of achieving various military style objectives."

Ling qi nodded, clutching her knees in worry as her thoughts spun through the possibilities. She might not have much combat ability… but she was fairly good at sneaking and survival. Scouting was an important part of army operations, right? She hoped so, her only experience with soldiering was listening to drunk city guards bemoan their superior officers. "Ugh, I wish I had more time and resources to cultivate with," she lamented. "There are so many things to do, and I'm still so far behind. I can't afford to lose out on an Elder's lessons."

Bai Meizhen regarded her emotionlessly over the rim of her tea cup as Ling Qi spoke to herself. Cui was staring at her too, tongue flickering in and out, she couldn't be sure why. "I have noticed that your cultivation has stopped progressing. Have you reached a block?"

Ling Qi shook her head, "no, I've been cultivating the Argent Soul Art instead. It's my… foundation, right, if I strengthen it, everything that comes after will be better." The explanation sounded better in her head. Especially with her wishing for more immediate gains.

Bai Meizhen nodded, a hint of approval flickering in her golden eyes. "That is a good way to think, but I can understand why you are distressed," she glanced downward thoughtfully, meeting the eyes of her 'cousin' who merely flicked her tongue lazily in response, at least as far as Ling Qi could tell. "Would you like a cup of tea?" The question was bizarre, and made Ling Qi blink in surprise as the other girl looked back up to meet her gaze.

"I… sure?" Ling Qi responded a bit awkwardly. Was the other girl trying to comfort her?"Can I ask why though?"

Bai Meizhen pursed her lips for a moment as she studied Ling Qi's expression. "I am no herbalist, but I do have some small supply of spirit herbs. Several of which are no longer useful to me," she added, as if that explained everything. She frowned a second later at Ling Qi's lack of understanding. "The tea will allow you to cultivate longer and more efficiently. It cannot be used too often though. Once a month at most."

Ling Qi's eyes widened. Even with the limitation that would be an amazing boon. She hurriedly ducked her head thankfully to the other girl. "Oh! Then yes, please, thank you very much."

Bai Meizhen waved her hand dismissively. "It is nothing. The herbs in question are not useful to one above the Red Soul stage," she sounded a bit pleased at Ling Qi's acceptance.

Later that night, Ling Qi was not regretting doing so, even if the tea had been so bitter she had nearly spat it out. As horrible as it had tasted, the energy that now thrummed through her dantian was worth it. Her muscles tingled and her heartbeat thundered in her ears, making it difficult to simply sit down and cultivate, but at the same time it had washed away the fatigue and thinly stretched feeling that followed having spent the day cultivating.

Talent 6, Lesson 2, Suyin Bonus 2, Medicine Bonus 1, Red Spirit Stone 1
7, 7, 4, 10, 4, 9, 5, 5, 8, 5, 1, 2. 7 Successes
16/15. Argent Soul Rank 2 reached. Excess success banked into Spirit Cultivation due to missing prerequisite.

Effects:
-Users gain two bonus dice to all cultivation attempts up until Late Red Soul Stage.
-During Cultivation gain an additional dice for each one rolled
-Users gain a bonus success on all attempts to expand their Qi pool up to a maximum of fifteen.
-Users gain four additional Qi.
-Users gain one additional health box
-Users may reroll a failed check or test once per turn.

Level 3 Progress -/- Mid Red Soul Cultivation required

When she opened her eyes hours later, feeling the deepened well of Qi within her body, and the surge of heartiness and vitality brought on by improving her cultivation art, she was unable to hold back a smile. This… this had been worth it. She would need to dedicate herself to training hard, but as of now she could instinctively feel that she had enough qi to lessen her need for sleep. It would leave her drained of energy but she could now train longer and harder if need be.

Ling Qi has unlocked the ability to spend eight Qi and gain an extra action slot each turn. This is exhausting at her current level however and cannot be used for two turns successively

That night, as she grew exhausted with the feeling of the teas effects fading, Ling QI found herself toying with her flute for the first time since she had come here. Everything was changing so quickly. She might not have true strength yet, but she was achieving something. It should have been obvious, but it hadn't really sunk in how different things were now. She had friends, if tentative and eccentric ones. She knew things that she could never have imagined having the time to care about. She was seriously considering competing in a military exercise for goodness sake.

As she brought the flute to her lips and closed her eyes, she could only think of one thing. She wouldn't fail, she wouldn't fall behind… and she wouldn't be a drag on her housemate forever. The other girl had helped her greatly tonight, and in the past weeks. Their conversations had given her the basic understanding she would need to get by among the other disciples. She would pay her back.

She played until sleep finally took her.

-1 Spirit Stone

Dexterity 1/20 -Zhou's lesson
Stamina 3/15 -Zhou's lesson
Intelligence 8/15 Su's Lesson, Suyin

Academics 2/9 -Su's lesson, Suyin
Occult 3/3 New dot earned!
Politics 3/3 New dot earned!

Athletics 4/9 -Zhou's Lesson

You may Choose up to FOUR actions for the following week. You have a fifth action available this week as well. If you would like to use it, please list it with the preface of 'Extra'.

For example if you wish to spend your bonus action exploring, you would vote-
[] Extra: Explore the Mountain

Available actions

[] Spend time with Han Jian, he can help you with your new Art, and perhaps you can convince him to group with you next week
[] Spend time with Meizhen. So far you have done little for her. Maybe you can find a way to do something for her?
[] Continue your study sessions with Li Suyin. Her insights are valuable, even if the girls idea of personal space is lacking
[] Attend the Elders lessons
[] Explore the mountain
[] Cultivate on your own
-[] Spiritual
-[] Physical
-[] Zephyr's Breath
-[] Increase Qi
-[] Open a Meridian

AN: In the interests of allowing more things to actually happen per update, the lessons will be combined into one action. Ins tory this is due to Ling Qi learning to more effectively manage her time. Thanks for bearing with me while I work the kinks out.
 
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Year 43, week 4
Ling Qi found herself spending more and more time on cultivation, putting to use the basic lessons on qi circulation that Elder Su had taught to sustain herself without need for sleep. Every time she found her eyes drooping, her thoughts becoming clouded with exhaustion, she would breath deep and cycle the qi in her dantian in the manner laid out by her teacher and art. The tiredness would fade and she would resume cultivating.

She could feel that she would not be able to keep it up forever though. Every day that passed without sleep increased the slight feeling of strain and emptiness that she had begun to feel behind her navel as her efforts sapped the internal well of energy she was carefully cultivating. For now though it would have to be enough.

All of her time could not be spent in solitary meditation though, she still had lessons to attend and… oddly for her her friends to meet for one reason or another. Things were beginning to change in the lessons though, Instructor Zhou grew harsher, demanding ever more of the disciples in his lessons, and the class began to slowly shrink, individual disciples giving up in the face of his harsh criticisms.

Elder Su did not allow things to remain in routine either.

"I am glad to see there are none left who remain unawakened," the matronly woman opened the class on the second day of the week with this unusual statement. With the exception of her speech on the first day she had always moved directly into her lecture the moment the the door closed. "It would have been unfortunate to have to expel such lay abouts from my course," she continues pleasantly, eyes scanning the room.

Ling Qi noticed several of her classmates shifting uncomfortably, those who had only recently reached their awakening she thought. Not that she was sure she was so focused on her cultivation that she hadn't paid them much mind. The only ones whose names she knew were Li Suyin and Han Jian. "However, going forward, I will have to be somewhat more strict in my requirements," Ling Qi's attention snapped back to the Elder, who still stood behind the podium unmoving, handing out her ultimatum with a pleasant expression. "Firstly, I regret to inform some of you that after this week if you do not have at least one of your meridians cleared, you will not be welcomed in this class. The exercises we will be performing require that you be able to effect the world around you."

Ling Qi caught Li Suyin shooting her a look of gratitude to which she responded with a weak smile. She was glad she had focused on clearing her meridian so early. "Similarly," the Elder continued, unperturbed by the unhappy looks on a few disciples faces. "If you have not achieved the mid red soul stage by the end of the next month, I will ask that you not return," she paused here to give that a moment to sink in. "I am confident that there are no slackers who will fail to achieve such a simple thing," Ling Qi's spirits sank just a bit at that. It was something else she had to worry over, she could do it though. With her meridian open and her Argent Soul Art improved she could now focus on her cultivation base.
"Demands are not all I have for you however," she continues without missing a beat. "Beginning next week I intend to reward those I feel are working the hardest and improving the most," that draws an excited murmur from the other students. "Each week I will provide the five students whose efforts impress me the most with a medicinal pill from my Department," she flicks her sleeve and holds up a softly glowing blue sphere the size of a thumbnail between her fingers. "This is the Qi Foundation pill, for cultivators of the red soul stage it provides a significant boon toward cultivation, greatly increasing the rate and efficiency of your qi absorption."

Ling Qi fixed her eyes on the faintly glowing pill for a moment before it disappeared back up the Elders sleeve before glancing around at the rest of the class with a frown. She… didn't really know how impressive her growth rate was, not really. Suyin seemed to imply that it was high, but the other girl was likely flattering her so that she would continue to study with her. She would have to think about how she could acquire one of those pills. She needed every advantage she could get.

She would have to discuss it with Li Suyin after the lecture, for now she just needed to pay attention to Elder Su's lecture, the older woman had moved on to outlining the day's topic. They would be various effects environment could have on qi and cultivation, and how to identify sites which had a strong energy and were thus ideal for cultivation. Apparently this entire mountain was selected as a training ground for that reason. The spirit stones it had once contained were long mined out, but the lingering energy still provided an ideal environment for new cultivators.

Still, Ling Qi made a note to look into that at some point, that implied that there were mines here in the past, and even if they had been almost entirely stripped bare, even finding a handful of extra spirit stones could be really useful. Of course it was doubtful that she was the only one with that thought.

...A darkened mineshaft was also almost as good as an cluttered alley for the purposes of getting the jump on someone, along with everything that implied. She turned her thoughts away from that for the moment though, listening to Elder Su describe the signs of strong natural qi. Unfortunately most of the signs seemed to involve powerful spirit beasts and other dangerous things.

Later, after the lecture had ended she was once again walking with Li Suyin. Ling Qi had brought up the idea of trying for the pills come next week while they trudged back to the blue haired girls hut, and so far she was having a bit of trouble convincing the other girl that it was even a real possibility.

"I don't see what the problem is," Ling Qi said with a frown as they entered the narrow valley where the first year disciples lived. "I'm just saying we should at least try to find a better spot. Your notes were pretty helpful, and I'm pretty sure you're cultivation speed has gotten better too, you got a second meridian open didn't you?" She still kept her voice down and an eye on their fellow disciples, she still didn't trust them not to try anything. The relative peace of her first month here was only feeding her paranoia. "But if we can actually find a a qi locus…"

Li Suyin fidgeted with the hems of her sleeves, hunching her shoulders nervously. "It is not too difficult once you manage your first," she mumbled evasively. "I do not really compare to the other disciples though. You um… might manage it though," she said, offering Ling Qi a weak smile. "I… I am going to put my full effort into cultivation, but I am not sure going out looking for something potentially dangerous is a good idea."

Ling Qi held back on rolling her eyes at the other girls self deprecation as they crossed into the 'street' leading to the scholarly girls home. From what she had observed Li Suyin was actually a pretty hard worker, and her talent wasn't awful, she just got really hung up on the details of… everything really, and tended to second guess herself too much.

Well, she was really awful at physical cultivation, and Instructor Zhou had apparently scared her off in a matter of days. Everyone had their weak points she supposed. As she was thinking that though, she paused. Li Suyin's door was hanging open already. "Is your house mate home today?" She asked carefully, she hadn't hadn't seen whoever Suyin was rooming with yet.

Li Suyin blinked, glanced at her house and paled slightly, clutching her writing case to her chest. "Oh! I… mean… maybe? She doesn't come back very often, but…" She seems oddly nervous. "I… will you just give me a moment. I haven't actually told her that I've been bringing someone over, I haven't seen her since last week…"

Wits+Composure. 4 Successes needed
4,6,7,5. 1 success, +1 cultivation success.
Failure

Ling Qi was about to open her mouth to respond when a voice from just behind her nearly made her jump. "Damn right you didn't. I was wondering why the house smelled like a stranger," Ling Qi instinctively spun on her heel to face the speaker her hands balling into loose fists. She found herself face to face with another girl, quite literally the other girl's face was only a few inches from her own. The girl's features were narrow and a bit gaunt and had a slight feral cast to them, not helped by the way her her lips were drawn back, exposing too many sharp teeth.

That wasn't the limit of the girls strangeness, sticking out of her bushy, tangled mass of shoulder length hair were a pair of large canine ears, fuzzy and twitching in agitation. Even more bizarre, the girl appeared to have a tail the same color as her hair with a white tip wrapped loosely around her waist. She would have thought it a weird accessory if it wasn't twitching. "You better not have touched any of my shit," the animalistic girl adds threateningly, poking Ling Qi in the chest with one bony sharp nailed finger.

1 success needed
10, 9. 2 successes.

She barely noticed Li Suyin wringing her hands and stammering out an apology as she met the other girls intense green eyes unflinchingly. She wasn't going to back down from this girl. Besides, another moment's observation showed her what she was dealing with, inhuman features or no. The other girl was skinny to the point of unhealthiness, and more than a bit dirty besides, there were twigs in her hair and dirt smudged on her gown. More than that the way she held herself… Ling Qi wasn't dealing with some noble girl trying to throw her weight around, but a fellow citizen of the gutter, she was almost sure of it.

All that passed through her thoughts in an instant as she brushed the feral girls finger away from her chest. "If you're that worried about it then don't leave things you care about lying around, but I'm not that poor a guest," Ling Qi responded coldly and without backing up a step. "It's Li Suyin's place too, if she wants to invite me over she can. It's not her fault you apparently sleep outside."

The other girl scowled at Ling Qi, holding her gaze for several seconds more, but at least she wasn't exposing her weirdly sharp teeth anymore. "I have too much to do to coop myself up in some tiny little hut," the other girl huffs irritably, but she does take a step back, her odd fuzzy ears still twitching distractingly on either side of her head. She shakes her head, "whatever. I guess it doesn't really matter. If I find something missing I'll take it out of your hide though."

"You can try," Ling Qi responded with a snort, crossing her arms. It was almost a relief to deal with someone simple again. She could never tell what Meizhen was thinking and even Han Jian and Li Suyin could be more complicated than she liked. This girl's actions were pretty clear… if overly confrontational. She glanced over at Li Suyin who was looking between Ling Qi and the other girl warily as if half expecting them to come to blows. "Anyway, we going to study or what?"

Li Suyin glanced at her room mate nervously. "Ah, yes, if you don't need the meditation room Su Ling?" She asked with strained politeness.

The other girl shook her head. "Go ahead. I only came back because I needed my tools. My skinning knife broke," she adds baring a bit of fang in irritation. "Fucking rabbits shouldn't have hides that tough, spirit or no," she adds with a grumble.

Li Suyin smiles in a slightly strained manner. "Oh… you were hunting again. I… you didn't leave it out did you?"

"No, it's bagged you big baby," the vulpine girl responds, rolling her eyes as she brushes past you with one last suspicious glance and heads for the house.

Ling Qi raised an eyebrow and glanced at Li Suyin, who flushed and mumbled an apology before ushering her in for their study session.
Talent 6, Argent Soul 2, Li Suyin 2, lesson 2, Red Spirit Stone 1
2, 3, 9, 7, 3, 6, 8, 4, 3, 8, 2, 5, 5. 8 successes.
12/20

By the time the two of you had finished dissecting the day's spiritual cultivation lesson and cultivating Su Ling had disappeared again, leaving nothing behind but some recently cleaned processing tools, and a silver furred rabbit hide being stretched and dried on makeshift rack.

By the end Li Suyin had begun to come around to the idea of searching out a better cultivation spot with Ling Qi. Something they could hopefully work on after the test. Li Suyin's sensitivity to qi would likely make finding such a place much easier than searching on her own.

Ling Qi put those distracting thoughts out of her mind as she returned home, and quietly entered their meditation room. As she had begun to do the first night this week, she began to cultivate along the instructions given in the Zephyr's breath scroll, bit by bit learning the difficult process of refining the qi flowing through her single open meridian into pure wind natured energy.


Five required
Talent 6, Natural Element 1, Red Spirit Stone 1
2, 4, 4, 4, 3, 2, 1, 5.
Extra roll 10. 8 Successes.

Zephyr's Breath
The basic form of a martial art that brings out the power of wind in the user in all it's uncontainable glory. The offensive portion of this art relies on the manipulation of projectiles, from pebbles, to throwing knives, and even bows. The primary use of this art is the manipulation of air currents to aid one's allies and hinder one's foes.

Passive Effects:
-Provides one additional dice to all projectile weapon attacks.
-Provides one additional dice to defense against projectile attacks.
-Increases the initiative of the user and all allies within ten meters by one one

Active Effects
Against the Wind: oo
Cost: 4 Qi
On a successful clash reduces the dice pool of enemies within ten meters by two for the next three clashes.

Guiding Zephyr: o
Cost: 2 Qi
Grants an additional dice to the clash pools of all allies within ten meters. When used in conjunction with a projectile attack by the user it increases the damage dealt by one.

To next level
3/15

Combat Explanation:
Since this is a quest and not actual tabletop combat is being streamlined. For this quest combat works off of clashes. As in when two or more enemies fight, each participant chooses an action and acts in initiative order. Each participant then rolls the number of dice in their clash pool to determine how successful they are at the action.

An action need not be a direct attack. It can be defense, an attempt to flee, trying to gain an environmental advantage or even a verbal assault. The number of dice in your clash pool is determined as follows
Relevant Attribute+Relevant Skill/mastery+Misc Modifiers+Dot value of technique used+stunt bonus.

Techniques are the active effects of arts and each one has a dot value which determines how much it adds to your pool when being used. Stunt bonuses are gained via player write ins when voting on combat strategies and range from 1-3 depending on how good I decide they are.

Damage is determined by how many successes you have over your opponent in the clash if you are attacking. Damage maxes out based on the damage value of your weapon though. The damage value of a weapon will be listed next to the item. For unarmed the value is your strength or mastery value, whichever is higher, unless otherwise modified.

This brings us to the last item to be added to the character sheet. Masteries. For the purposes of combat individual weapons are divided into broad types in which you earn masteries, which function roughly the same as skills. Some arts will require different mastery levels to practice in addition to other prerequisites.

She found herself progressing quickly through the exercises detailed for the first level of the art, but also found herself stymied. While using pebbles to practice the second movement of the technique was well and good, she really did need weapons of some sort to use it properly. Luckily she had seen students leaving the exercise fields with practice weapons before, so one day after lessons with Instructor Zhou she simply stayed behind to make her choice.

In the end she chose to pick up…

[] A brace of throwing knives, simple and easy to conceal, and usable in melee too. (DV 2)
[] A bow and a quiver of arrows. It felt right in her hand and more like a real cultivators weapon. (DV 3)


Once she had selected her chosen weapon she began to work practice with it into her cultivation of her art, slipping out to the training field at night to practice. Despite having no real weapons training she found that by following the instructions of the Zephyr's breath scroll the skill came quickly. The scroll did note that only the first type of weapon she used this way would be so easy to learn though.

Choice grants one dot of mastery in the chosen weapon

Ling Qi could not spend all of her time on study, cultivation and practice though. Despite the oncoming test a few other things required her attention. One was a matter of satisfying her own dissatisfaction with the imbalance in the relationship between herself and her house mate. On this she found herself troubled, not just because she had no idea what she could do for the other girl, but also because Bai Meizhen had simply not been around to ask so far this week. The other girl seemed to have vanished off on her own.

Lacking a means to find her, Ling Qi turned her attention to the other matter on her mind. She knew she would need a group for the test, and while she could simply wait and fall in with some group or another on the day of Instructor Zhou's exam, it seemed more prudent to at least try and team up with someone she knew. Which is why on the third day of the week she grit her teeth and approached Han Jian after training despite the fact that he was with others… including that irritating boy who had insulted her on their first meeting.

The two of them had drifted off to the side as the tired disciples took their leave from the lesson after Instructor Zhou had declared the session over. The two of them weren't alone either unfortunately, a third disciple was involved in their private chat. The new disciple was a girl, and a more than pretty one Ling Qi noted somewhat sourly as she observed them from amidst the crowd of disciples still milling around. She had pale skin and delicate features subtly painted to accentuate her beauty, with long, straight black hair tied back in a simple braid. Ling Qi wondered just what sort of paints these nobles girls used that it didn't run or smear from the sweat worked up during training. She was also rather obviously gifted in all the ways that Ling Qi was not, and the sweat worked up by today's lesson was doing little to hide that fact, she wondered if the way the uniforms tended to cling was just a feature of the material or if whoever designed the uniforms was simply a pervert. What really drew her eye was the red leather glove she glimpsed under the girls sleeve as she waved a hand dismissively at something said by one of the boys though. It was a bright, eye catching shade of crimson with black characters standing out starkly on it's surface.

The two of them seemed friendly enough toward her, though Han Jian had the same hint of detachment about him that she had noticed the first time she had seen him with that Yu boy. The girl was also standing closer to his side than was strictly necessary, if Ling Qi was any judge. She found herself scowling at the girls back. Just what she needed, another complication. The crowd was thinning out though, she would need to either approach or leave soon. As much as she wanted to wait until Han Jian was alone… she didn't want to put this off either. It was already nearly halfway through the week, and this was the smallest group she had seen the boy with.

She took a deep breath and began to walk briskly toward them, doing her best to put on a friendly expression despite the churning in her stomach. She did make sure to adjust her approach so that Han Jian would likely be the one to notice her first though.

Sure enough she saw his eyes shift from the other girls face to hers as she raised a hand to wave to him. Of course, his attention made the other two look at her as well. Yu's look was brief and dismissive, but the girl regarded her with narrowed eyes for a moment before the expression smoothed out into a welcoming smile.

"Ling Qi, I haven't had a chance to talk to you in a bit," Han Jian said in greeting as she came into earshot. "How'd things go with… ah, Li Suyin, was it?" She had of course let him know why she was going to be busy.

Ling Qi dipped her head slightly in greeting, giving the other two a polite nod despite her ongoing irritation. "We have both made some good gains from our cooperation. I reached the second stage of Argent Soul. I've also been able to reach the first level of mastery with the art I received from the archive."

She wasn't certain how to feel about the considering look that earned her from the annoying Yu. She was glad Han Jian had given her an opening to talk herself up without it seeming awkward though. She wondered if he had done it on purpose. At that point the other girl cleared her throat politely and spoke up. "Jian, are you going to introduce us?"

He laughed sheepishly scratching the back of his head. "Oh right, I suppose I forgot that. You've already met Yu… Fan Yu, even if the introduction wasn't the best."

"I have," Ling Qi responded a bit sourly, unable to keep her dislike from her tone.

The short, muscular boy seemed unbothered by her dirty look though. "I said nothing untrue," he responded with a snort. "Even if it turns out you have a little talent. At least Jian was not totally wasting his time, I suppose everyone must have a good point" Ling Qi wasn't sure if she should be infuriated by his bluntly unapologetic statement or flattered by his compliment.

...Definitely infuriated. Han Jian's smile became a little strained as she glared at the other boy, a slight breeze coincidentally kicking up and sending the hem of her gown fluttering. "Right… anyway this is Gu Xiulan. Yu's fiancee, and one of my other friends from home."

"My condolences," Ling Qi responded dryly, drawing a scowl from Fan Yu.

Xiulan just laughed lightly though covering her mouth with the back of her sleeve. "That isn't necessary," she responded sweetly. "My Yu is just a little too blunt for his own good at times," there's an edge of something else in her tone as she looks you up and down before turning her gaze back to Han Jian. "Where did you meet her Han Jian?"

"Oh, we just had a chat during orientation and I thought I'd help out," he responded cheerfully. "Turns out she didn't really need much help to get going," he added kindly, smiling at Ling Qi.

Gu Xiulan sighed. "You are so kind Jian. It is lucky that it paid off this time. I suppose you do have an eye for talent though."

"Thanks," Ling Qi cut in, feeling slightly irritated at being talked over. Dealing with these two was making her less comfortable by the moment and she wanted to get this over with. "Anyway. I wanted to ask if you wanted to group up for the test Han Jian. My art good for support and ranged fighting, but…"

"Well at least she knows how to make herself useful," Fan Yu cut her off, sounding amused. "You shouldn't bother wasting this instructor's time though. Just be content with getting a month of his training, it's already more luck than someone like you should expect."

Ling Qi bristled, scowling at the other boy, but han Jian managed to speak up before she could. "No need for that," he said warningly. "Besides, it's not a bad idea. You're a close up fighter and so is Fang, and Xiulan is not much on defense. We could use another supporting fighter to round things out."

"But a barely trained peasant? I know you're enamored Han Jian, but this is ridiculous," the other boy threw up his hands. "Have you ever even been in a fight girl?" He asked, glaring at her. "I refuse to lose my place because we took on an amateur."

"I've been in a few fights," Ling Qi responded defensively, glaring at him. She left out that it hadn't so much been fair fights as taking advantage of drunks or tripping up angry marks to get away.

"Now, now, let's not get too worked up," Xiulan said placatingly, glancing at Ling Qi out of the corner of her eye. "Han Jian's judgement is good is it not? Why not trust him?" Fan Yu glowered at her look but eventually dropped his gaze, grumbling under his breath.

Ling Qi gritted her teeth but refrained from responding further, instead looking to Han Jian, whose expression was neutral. "I think we could use a fifth person, weren't we talking about that before she came over?" He asked lightly. "That is the standard squad size isn't it? She fits the bill of what we need, if not perfectly. I mean it's not like any first year disciple is going to have a healing art. Unless you want to go try and chat up Sun Liling?" He asked, directing the last at Fan Yu.

The other boy shuddered, rubbing his chest as if remembering a phantom pain. "...No, not again I think," he grumbled. "Fine, I'm outvoted. Fang will go along with whatever you say anyway Jian. It is on your head if she ruins this for us though."

"I can pull my own weight," Ling Qi responded irritably. "Thank you Han Jian," she added in a softer tone. This was one less worry she had to deal with, though she did find herself curious as to who 'Fang' was and why he wasn't present.

As it turns out it's because the boy had apparently decided to enter seclusion this week. Han Jian promised to introduce him later in the morning before the test.

With that worry no longer bearing on her mind she was able to focus her effort on cultivating her body, and with her connection to Han Jian established, she was able to benefit from the boys advice here and there in the lesson helping her perform the exercises Instructor Zhou assigned them.

Oddly and suspiciously Xuilan, tossed out the occasional correction as well, always in a casual tone.

Talent 6, lessons 2, Argent Soul 2, Han&friends 2 Red Spirit Stone 1
2, 10, 5, 10, 8, 2, 2, 9, 4, 1, 8, 9, 5.
Additional roll 4. 8 Successes
15/20

The issue of Meizhen remained a troubling one though as she simply hadn't seen the girl at all, and had no idea where to even begin on repaying her. It struck her then just how little she actually knew about the odd girl despite nearly a month of regular interaction. Bai Meizhen simply didn't talk about herself or even emote very much. She had no idea of the girls likes and dislikes beyond the fact that she got irritated when Ling Qi didn't pick things up quickly enough. Well she could probably say that she knew the other girl had a great deal of affection for her 'cousin'.

Which was why it was so odd to see the little green serpent curled up by the hearth without her when she got home that night.

"...Bai Meizhen?" She called carefully, she didn't hear her housemate moving about but the girl could be disturbingly silent at times. Closing the door behind her she continued to peer around. "Are you here?" She called again after a beat.

Her only answer was silence though, so in the end Ling Qi elected to sit down and get the fire going so that she could fix herself dinner. As she busied herself with those tasks her eyes drifted to Cui again and again. It was so weird seeing them separate. The little snake didn't pay her any mind though. As she was boiling water for the tea though an idea occurred. Meizhen had assured her once or twice that Cui understood them and was capable of speech, even if Ling Qi never heard the snake do so.

Who would know what the pale girl wanted more than her constant companion? Ling Qi still felt a bit foolish when she cleared her throat and spoke up though. After all she couldn't quite get over the impression that she was talking to an animal.

"Cui, do you know where Bai Meizhen has been?" She asked awkwardly. "And why aren't you with her?" The thin green coils didn't even twitch at her words and as the seconds stretched on her feeling of foolishness only grew. Finally she sighed and looked away, preparing to set the pot containing the water out over the fire.

Cultivation. Winter. Dark. Fear. Ling Qi jerked in place, looking back at the little green snake. That… it hadn't been words, not really. It was more like… a foreign thought directly pushed into her head. "I… was that you?" She asked, feeling even more foolish for asking, but the words slipped out regardless.

Now the snake finally moved, raising her head from her coils to flick her forked tongue irritably up at Ling Qi. She got the impression that Cui thought her question silly, again without any real words. Still it was… garbled and after a second the feeling stopped. Not Understand. Not Speaker. That was a little clearer, it seemed like simple concepts were easier to convey. It seemed Cui intended to go back to ignoring her though going by the way she was lowering her head again.

She felt rather out of her depth, but Ling Qi decided to push on anyway. She had already embroiled herself in this bizarre situation. "Wait, please," she asked, feeling less silly now that the snake was talking back in some way. "I… want to do something for your cousin, but I don't know what she would appreciate. Could you tell me something she might like?" She felt rather awkward asking this still, but she was out of ideas.

It still seemed to catch Cui's interest, the tiny snake staring at her unblinkingly for several seconds tongue periodically flicking out. Weak. Nothing. Ling Qi scowled at the spirit beasts disparagement, but the snake wasn't done. What came next was garbled though, she thought Cui was suggesting… just doing as she had?

"That's not enough," she disagreed vehemently. "There has to be something."

The little serpent simply stared at her silently until she began to fidget, and then finally responded with… an image of a necklace? It was made of fine silver links, with a dark green, nearly black jade pendant in the shape of a coiled dragon. Along with the image came a feeling of covetousness.

"She… wants some jewelry?" Ling Qi asked, bewildered. Why hadn't the other girl just purchased the piece then? It was pretty, but she was pretty sure Bai Meizhen's family was absurdly wealthy.

Her comment earned her what she was fairly certain was a look of supreme irritation from Cui. Talisman. Owned. Other. Oh… oh, that made more sense. So… was it something Meizhen was actively trying to get, or had Cui simply noticed her wanting it? It was so frustrating that she couldn't properly communicate with the spirit beast.

Said spirit beast had laid her head back down as well, and all further attempts at speaking to her were ignored. She wasn't quite certain she wanted to step up to theft yet, if only because she wasn't sure if she could pull it off or not. She supposed she could try to at least find out a little more.

Disguise Attempt
Manipulation+Subterfuge. 4 dice
2, 4, 7, 8. 2 Successes
Gathering info
Manipulation+Streetwise 4 dice
7, 4, 7, 7. 3 successes

She had gotten a little out of practice when it came to gathering information, but it was all too easy to fall back into old habits. Keeping an ear and an eye out for a mark, an idle question asked in passing while waiting in line at the supply house. Using a few basic tricks to obscure her appearance while asking said questions. Over the next few days she narrowed it down until she figured out which girl owned the pendant. Happily the girl, Hua Ying, seemed rather proud of the thing and wore it openly, which made things easier.

She didn't seem to stand out much, and her cultivation wasn't much higher mid red soul by all accounts… but she did have a rather wide circle of friends and lived in one the nicer homes, equivalent to the one she Meizhen shared, which implied that she was well connected if not personally strong.

It felt good to use the skills she was actually good at, but she wasn't sure she wanted to do this yet. Both for the possible repercussions and because she wasn't exactly sure how reliable Cui was when she said that Meizhen wanted it. The pendant was apparently a talisman… an item imbued with qi to power some effect or another, but it still seemed odd.

Unfortunately Bai Meizhen remained secluded, and couldn't be found or asked. In the end she decided to set the matter aside and focus on the test that was quickly approaching.

-1 Spirit Stone

Dexterity 2/20 Lessons
Stamina 4/15 Lessons

Intelligence 11/15 Lessons, Suyin

Presence 2/10 Suyin. Jian
Manipulation 1/15 Meizhen
Composure 3/15 Jian

Academics 4/9 Lessons, Suyin

Athletics 6/9 lessons

Empathy 3/9 Jian, Suyin
Persuasion 2/9 Jian, Suyin
Streetwise 1/9 Meizhen
Subterfuge 1/9 Meizhen

The lesson action is locked in for the following week, THREE actions remain.

[] Cajole Suyin into helping you search for better cultivation spots
[] Continue your cooperative cultivation with Suyin
-[] Spiritual, Qi, or Meridian?
[] See about acquiring the Talisman Meizhen wants
[] Try to spend some additional time with Han Jian and his group, better to get to know the ones you intend to group with
[] Try to get out and mingle with the other disciples, more contacts are good
[] Try to talk with Su Ling again. She seems like a useful friend to have.
[] Explore the mountain
[] Cultivate on your own
-[] Physical
-[] Spiritual
-[] Qi
-[] Meridian
-[] Argent Soul
-[] Zephyr's Breath
 
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Year 43, week 5
The paths of cultivation are numberless, and the names for its mechanics over time are nearly as numerous. At its core, cultivation is the art of taking in the qi of the world and awakening one's dormant potential. There is much debate as to why humans in particular require external sources to do so, when plants, beasts, and even pieces of the ground and sky can achieve this state naturally, but there are no concrete answers to be had. What is known is that given time, resources and talent, a human being can achieve far more than any other on the path. Spirits are born with power, but rarely exceed the limitations of their forms, and those that do can only achieve that ascension with human aid, willing or otherwise.

A part of this is the elasticity of a human's dantian, unlike a spirit's core, the dantian holds the ability to expand far beyond its initial limits, with significantly less effort. Another is the multitude of potential meridians or spiritual veins which the human body contains. A spirits meridians are fixed and open from the moment of their creation, and carving out new ones is a matter of great difficulty. A human being on the other hand, need only clear the spiritual detritus from one of the scores of veins twisting through their body. Few but the most dedicated scholars bother with attempting to catalogue and label each meridian as the difference is largely down to the individual, it is for this reason that modern cultivators have begun the practice of grouping them via broad categories of use…

-On Cultivation, from the lectures of Elder Su






In the end, despite lingering on the idea of using a bow for some time Linq Qi took a brace of throwing knives from the weapon rack along with a holster for the blades. She wasn't really a soldier or even a warrior of any kind, not really. It made more sense to use something that fit her skills. Besides it wasn't as if she could count on there being anyone stand with her in day to day life and make sure she had room to use something like a bow.

There was less than two months left before the ban on violence was lifted after all, and she had no doubt that things would take a turn for the worse at that point. The knives came in a set of five and were perfectly balanced, better than anything she had gotten her hands on before, though that was not saying much. Using them in conjunction with the movements laid out in the Zephyr's Breath art while circulating her qi through her single open meridian she quickly found herself growing accustomed to their weight in her hands.

Quickly, she became well practiced in the motions of the throw feeling the flows of the wind around her, using them to guide the blades on their course. She found she could soon accurately strike targets from three or four meters away even while in motion.

Gained one dot of Mastery with 'Throwing Knives'
Which was a good thing, given her plans for this week. Practically the moment she had received her spirit stone stipend for the month from the lecture hall she set off to see Suyin. The test was rapidly approaching and she wanted every advantage she could get. The fact that the passing out of the month's stipend was her only sure chance to speak with the other girls housemate as well was also a consideration.

+5 Red Spirit Stones


Of course, Li Suyin was less than enthused about the idea when Ling Qi brought it up, drawing the two of them up short as she stopped in the middle of the crowd.

"...I really do not think this is the best idea," the blue haired girl hedged with an uncomfortable expression, glancing down at her hand, which Ling Qi had taken in an effort to guide the shorter girl through the crowd. "Su Ling is very… private. I am not sure she will take well to the idea of guiding others to her hunting grounds."

"Maybe so, but it can't hurt to ask," Ling Qi responded impatiently getting the other girl moving again with an insistent tug, she could see the other girls through the crowd, but she was quickly moving away. "We all stand to benefit here. She didn't seem that unreasonable."

Ling Qi didn't notice the scholarly girls incredulous look at her words, but Li Suyin followed along anyway with a sigh, seeming resigned to be pulled along by Ling Qi. She had to hurry to match Ling Qi's longer stride anyway. The two of them were hardly subtle in their approach, so it was no surprise that the animalistic girl noticed their approach, her pointed, fur covered ears twitching in agitation as she glanced over her shoulder and scowled at them. "...Oh. It's you again," she sounded disgruntled, granting irritably at the people all around. "What did you want?" She asked flippantly, turning to face Ling Qi and Li Suyin with her arms crossed.

"I wanted to offer a deal we can both benefit from," Ling Qi responded carefully, keeping her eyes fixed on the feral girls to avoid appearing weak. "It'd be better to talk away from the crowd though," she added, glancing at the people around them. No one seemed to be paying attention, but Ling Qi knew better than to take that at face value.

Su Ling narrowed her eyes for a moment, looking from Ling Qi to Li Suyin then nodded once, her scowl not changing even a hair. "Fine, come on then, I know a good place."

Ling Qi glanced back at Li Suyin, who smiled nervously, and nodded. "Sure, lead the way," she responded confidently, she wasn't too worried about conflict at this point. The Elder's decree was still in effect after all. They followed Su Ling out of the plaza and toward the training fields after that. Her 'place' turned out to be a small clearing clearing in the lightly wooded cliffs that surrounded the path further up the mountain, a decent distance from the actual road.

"So?" Su Ling asked archly as she came to a stop the middle of the clearing. "If this is just some dumb trick to get me alone, you're gonna regret it," she added confidently, flexing her bony fingers, drawing attention to her sharp black nails, while meeting Ling Qi's gaze with a glare.
"I would not help someone trick you like that," Li Suyin mumbled from behind Ling Qi, sounding hurt.

Su Ling glanced at the short girl with a complicated expression and then huffed. "Not on your own, but I'm pretty sure you'd cave in real quick to a threat," she said mercilessly. "And it's pretty obvious you're the one dragging her around," she adds, turning her attention back to Ling Qi. "So what do you want?"

Ling Qi had remained silent while the two of them spoke, and frowned as she glanced back at Li Suyin, whose shoulders were hunched as she stood there with her head down. Su Ling was even blunter than her it seemed. While it was true that she wasn't sure that Li Suyin could ultimately be trusted in the face of pressure there was no reason to say it right to the girl's face. "The two of us are going to search the mountain for a qi locus," she said, it was a little gratifying to see someone else wearing a blank look of incomprehension for once. "It's a location that lets you cultivate faster," she added a moment later, figuring Suyin could explain in more detail later.

Su Ling continued to regard Ling Qi suspiciously. "Yeah? Good for you. What does that have to do with me?"

This would be the hard part Ling Qi knew, so she took a deep breath and prepared the words again in her head, hoping it would be enough to persuade the other girl.

2 Successes needed.
Manipulation+Persuasion
3, 2, 6, 1. Dramatic Failure
Reroll due to Argent Soul
8, 4, 4, 7. 2 successes

The words almost come out in a stumble, but Ling Qi managed to pause and regain her composure. Perhaps it is the pulse of qi thrumming in time with her heartbeat, or perhaps it was simply the knowledge that she absolutely needed every possible advantage she could get, but Ling Qi found a well of confidence she didn;t know she had to lay out her argument. "The first thing you should know is that we aren't just searching around at random here. The Elder all but said there would be places like that on the mountain given it used to have spirit stone mines," that wasn't precisely true, but Ling Qi felt confident that it was true. "And Li Suyin has a really good feel for qi," she continued. "It's why we're cultivating together."

"I'm still not hearing a reason why this should involve me," Su Ling responded dryly, but Ling Qi could see that she understood where this was going. The girl wasn't dim. "I'm not interested in letting Li Suyin paw at me like you do. I like men."

Despite her focus Ling Qi stuttered for a moment and flushed slightly. That… it wasn't but well they had to sit close together, or hold hands and sometimes Li Suyin needed to use a finger to trace the flow of qi…

"It's not like that at all!" Li Suyin seemed to have finally found the courage to speak up again, though a glance confirmed that she had gone red with embarrassment. "There's no need to be so rude and to imply something depraved like that, you… you ruffian!" She said angrily, pointing a trembling finger at the other girl. "Is it really so difficult to just be polite!"

Su Ling and Ling Qi both blinked, almost in unison at the other girls outburst. Su Ling seemed slightly bewildered as she glanced between the two of you. "Whatever," she finally huffed. "It was just a joke, make your pitch, will you?" She added, seeming slightly troubled.

"...Right," Ling Qi cleared her throat, deciding to ignore the slightly awkward atmosphere. "The point is, spirit beasts supposedly congregate around these places. We were hoping you would show us where you've been hunting. In return you can use the place too when we find it. You might stumble on it on your own, but we'll all waste less time looking together," she finished a bit hurriedly.

Su Ling bares her teeth in what is very much not a smile and seems about to growl something… but then she glanced between Ling Qi and Li Suyin again and then back toward the path. After a moment some of the tension left her shoulders and she scuffed her foot against the grass, looking frustrated. "...Fine, beast cores and elixirs aren't letting me keep up alone anyway," she grumbles. Then jabbing a finger at Ling Qi she added, "you aren't allowed to talk about it with anyone else though, swear it."

Ling Qi blinked at the odd insistence and shared a look with Li Suyin, but it seemed like an easy enough thing to do, and so the three girls came to an agreement. Their explorations would have to wait until the following day though, as the time for the afternoon's lessons was quickly approaching.

Talent 6+Suyin 2+Lessons 2+ Red Spirit Stone 1+ Argent Soul 2
7, 4, 3, 1, 8, 4, 5, 8, 6, 10, 9, 8, 7
Roll again. 1. Roll again 2. 7 successes total.
Omake grants three bonus successes.
10 Successes total. Mid Red Soul(2) Achieved

That night, back at Li Suyin's hut sitting in silence with no sound save for the breathing of the other girl sitting in front of her, Ling Qi found herself losing track of time. The feeling of rough stone beneath her faded, the whistling of the wind through cracks in the stone faded, the warmth of Suyin's hands on hers faded, even her nagging worry that she would not be good enough in the coming test faded.

All that remained was her heartbeat, and the pulse of her qi, slowly expanding as she circulated energy drawn from the first of the month's spirit stones. There was something wrong though, a feeling of constriction, like being forced into a pair of shoes a size too small, and it only grew worse from there.

She felt her breathing hitch and her heartbeat grow erratic as the feeling grew worse, a great weight seeming to press down on her from every direction. She knew somehow, if she just stopped, if she just ended her circulation the feeling would end, and she almost did… But something in her rebelled at the idea of giving up, at allowing herself to be restricted.

Hadn't she suffered worse to do what she wanted? Endured freezing nights and an empty belly for years on end? Risked death or worse as a young girl living on the street? Would she really give up, be bound down by just a little pressure?

No. She would be free in the end, no matter the trial, no matter what she had to sacrifice to do it.

The pressure vanished, like a damn burst by floodwater and she felt her qi soar even as awareness returned to her, along with all of her doubts and thoughts, shattering the moment of utter clarity she had just experienced. Even as she opened her eyes and smiled weakly at her excited partner, accepting the girls praise and congratulations at breaking through, that final thought lingered in her head. Was that really who she was when you stripped everything else away?

Somehow it made her feel a little hollow.


The following day Ling Qi set out early in the morning to meet Han Jian and his friends at the training fields as they had discussed, it rankled a bit to put off exploring the mountain with Li Suyin and Su Ling, but it simply made sense to spend more time with the people should be testing with. Even if Fan Yu was an ass and Gu Xiulan put her on edge. So despite her misgivings, Ling Qi climbed the path through the early morning mist, self consciously adjusting the wrist sheaths of her knives. Meeting them alone like this made her nervous, she didn't think Han Jian would attempt something untoward but… she had been wrong about people before. She still felt frighteningly vulnerable.

Regardless, she didn't allow her doubts to slow her pace and soon she came to the training fields, and found them waiting for her. The fourth member of their cadre was here today, and Ling Qi could not help but pause and stare as the last of their number came into view through the mist.

He was… huge, there was little other way to describe it. He was a head taller than even her and twice as broad at the shoulder. She briefly wondered if he was related to instructor Zhou somehow. He was thankfully fully clothed, unlike said shirtless instructor though, even if his disciple's robe was stretched… distractingly over a great deal of muscle for a boy who was presumably her age.

She pulled her eyes upward at that point and resumed walking, his head was clean shaven and he had rough, blocky features and sun darkened skin, as he turned to look at her along with the others though she noticed one final detail. He had a massive ropy scar stretching all the way across his throat like an ugly grin.

"Ling Qi, glad you could make it," Han Jian said with an easy smile. He nods to the new boy, who was looking her up and down in a way that made her feel strangely self conscious. "This is Han Fang. I guess you could call him my cousin too, but unlike that lazy cat, he'll actually be helping us out. Don't be fooled by his looks though, this guy is still a first year disciple like us." He added the last while clapping the other boy on the back.

Ling Qi glanced between them doubtfully, they looked absolutely nothing alike. She was aware of how little that meant when apparently a small golden tiger cub was also related to the boy in front of her, but she thought it strange anyway. She lowered her head to the tall boy anyway, bowing in greeting. "It is nice to meet you. It seems I will be in your care," she did her best to speak politely, as she usually did around Han Jian.

Han Fang scratched his cheek awkwardly in response, ducking his head politely as well before glancing at his cousin, who quickly spoke up. "Fang can't really speak much, so don't mind him, we'll show you some of the signals we use for communication later."

Ling Qi's cheeks heated slightly, and she shot the other boy an apologetic glance. That really should have been obvious given the scar. "Ah, right," she responded awkwardly, casting about for a change in subject. "Why…"

"If the introductions are over, then shouldn't we move on to practicing our battle formations?" Yu asks gruffly from behind them cutting of Ling Qi's query. "We don't even know if she can fight without freezing up."

She shot him an irritated look, but Han Jian nodded, looking apologetic himself now. "Yeah, sorry Ling Qi, but we really do need to get to work, do you mind having a spar with Xiulan first so I can see where you stand? I need to see what you can do to plan around it."
Ling Qi felt as if the bottom of her stomach had dropped out as she looked over to the other girl who was smiling sweetly in a way that didn't make her comfortable at all. "I… yes, I can do that," she responded hesitantly.

"Try not to worry too much," the other girl said kindly as she moved out in front of the boys and gestured for Ling Qi to follow her to an open part of the field. "We're just test your reflexes a bit. I just need to make sure that you're able to watch Jian's back properly beside me, you know?"

Ling QI nodded stiffly as she took up a position across from the other girl, a good eight meters distant, all too conscious of the three boys watching them. She did her best to ignore it and sink into the stance for her art. Han Jian took up a position about halfway between them. She stared at Gu Xiulan, who was bouncing on the balls of her feet, arms held out in a wide stance. She couldn't embarrass herself here, even if she couldn't win, she could at at least give a good showing.

Initiative
Gu Xiulan 8
Ling Qi 6

Gu Xiulan's dice pool is 8 +1 Auto success for higher cultivation
1, 4, 9, 6, 1, 2, 8, 9. 4 Successes

Ling Qi's dice pool is…
Dexterity+ Zephyr's Breath defense bonus. 4 dice
9, 5, 8, 5. 2 successes

Ling Qi's offensive pool is
Dexterity+Throwing Knife Mastery+Art Bonus. 5 dice
8, 10, 5, 8, 10. 4 successes

Gu Xiulan's defense pool is 6. +1 Auto Success for higher cultivation
6, 5, 5, 10, 3, 8. 3 successes.

That was the last thought she had before Han Jian chopped his hand down and shouted "Begin!" Gu Xiulan was fast, horribly fast, her widespread arms chopped inward the very moment the words left Han Jian's mouth and unleashed a burst of distorted air flickering with sparks. Ling Qi barely had time to widen her eyes before her instincts and feel for the air around her screamed at her to dodge, which she did, rolling to the side just barely fast enough to avoid the superheated missile.

She was forced to dodge again, this time beneath a fan of heated air as the other girl danced backward and swiped her gloved hand through the air in Ling Qi's direction.She could smell the tips her hair charring as she rolled under it this time and sprang back to her feet, desperate to keep the other girl in range of her art.

The third blast, she failed to avoid completely as this time it came in the form of a rising wave kicked up by a sweep of the other girls leg, carried on dirt and sand the stung her legs painfully, as she used her qi and the wind to push herself over the worst of it and finally close into attacking distance herself. A flick of her wrist brought one of the blunted training knives to her hand, and another second had it flung tugged along at supernatural speed at a surprised Xiulan.

The girl still swept her gloved hand up in time to deflect it, but Ling Qi saw the wince as the art enhanced strike struck home, before the blade bounced away and she landed, breathing harder than she would like. All told, it had only been a handful of seconds since they had begun. She locked eyes with the other girl tensing already as she planned her next move, but…

"Well, I think that is enough for the moment," the pretty girl said with a smile, relaxing her stance. "You are pretty rough, but I think we can polish you up a little," she added cheerfully. "You would have been in some real trouble if I had been using real fire though."

There's an edge of warning there in the other girls tone. She was right though, even now Ling Qi's legs stung from the painfully hot grit that had gotten under her robe. "Thanks," Ling Qi responded slowly as the other girl crouched to pick up her knife. She toyed with the idea of shooting back a quip about the other girl being wounded too if her knives were sharpened, but decided that it was better not to push things for the moment. "You were almost too fast to follow," she decided to add after mulling it over for a second.

"We will have to work on that then," the other girl said sweetly as she handed Ling Qi's knife back to her. Han Jian had a satisfied look on his face as he observed the two of them, and Han Fang is unreadable, Fan Yu is scowling at her though, ass that he is. "I think what you need is a little dodge training," Gu Xiulan adds, her smile taking on a sharp edge.

Ling Qi felt a shiver go down her spine at the girl's words and expression. Why did she have this strange impending feeling of doom?

Talent 6+Lessons 2+ Group Training 2+Red Spirit Stone 1+ Argent Soul 2
4, 5, 9, 3, 7, 1, 5, 6, 1, 7, 2, 4, 8.
Roll Again 6, 2. 9 successes.
Mid Gold Physique Achieved

Bonus! For damaging Xiulan in your spar you gain…

One dot of Dodge Mastery

She came to understand shortly thereafter, while most of her time with them was spent going over how to work with them in a group, Xiulan seemed to take a personal and somewhat sadistic pleasure in improving her ability to avoid incoming attacks, dragging her off to practice each time after their group training was done.

Ling Qi couldn't quite decide whether she was grateful or hated the other girl by the end of the week, she would decide after the bruises faded.

She learned more about the other's fighting styles. Han Jian was a swordsman, perhaps unsurprisingly, but he preferred to stay behind the other two boys and direct their actions, using his movement art to avoid being engaged. Fan Yu was a saber user and fought defensively using earth qi harden his skin and bull through opponents and obstacles with brute force.

Fang had a very large hammer and a talent for thunder qi. Fighting near him often left her with a ringing headache, but Han Jian had assured her that she would become acclimated to it.

Between that training and Instructor Zhou's final free lessons, she found her body quickly growing more refined through the use of qi. While her breakthrough lacked the… drama of her spiritual one, it was still quite noticeable, and she was glad to have been alone when she managed it, unlike the last time when she opened her eyes she had nearly gagged at the stench coming off of her. She had somehow become covered in some kind of disgusting black gunk. Was this what Instructor Zhou had meant when he had mentioned cleansing impurities in passing?

She rushed to a stream to wash either way, and gladly suffered the cold stream water to be free of the stink. She felt strange afterward though, lighter and more graceful in her movements. Her face was also completely free of the minor blemishes that had begun to crop up in the last year or two as well, which was a nice side benefit.


With everything else that was happening, it was not until late in the week that she managed to meet up with Su Ling and Li Suyin early enough in the morning to explore, something which had seemed to irritate the angry girl greatly. Still she had lead them off with only a token amount of grumbling. Of course, that may have been because of the punishing path she lead them on, climbing far higher on the mountain than Ling Qi had gone so far. With her improved cultivation it was little trouble for Ling Qi, who found it easy to pull her full body weight up sheer bits of cliff at this point…

Suyin was another matter, as much as she was coming to like the friendly girl, Li Suyin was soft and not very athletic, they were slowed greatly by having to help her keep up. Still eventually the three of them reached a thickly forested plateau and the climb at least was over.

"So… why did you decide to go so far out of your way instead of just attending the lessons with everyone else?" Ling Qi asked absently as she crossed her arms and tucked her hands into her armpits. It was chilly up here, though if the way Suyin was shivering was any indication it was more than that.

Su Ling shot her a sour look over her shoulder as she lead them deeper into the woods. "Because I don't want the attention, and I don't want the crowds. Besides, my cultivation is different."

Ling Qi frowned as she trudged through the frost coated grass, keeping a wary eye on the surrounding trees. "My room mate is…. Different too," she said haltingly, glancing at the girls bushy tail. "She still goes, what's the difference?"

Su Ling snorted incredulously, even as Li Suyin looked down, an uncomfortable expression on her face. "Snake girl? She exists 'cause some ancient cultivator decided he'd rather stick it in a snake instead of marrying a human and got his descendants to do it too. Me? I exist 'cause a hungry fox decided to play with her food. At least people are too afraid of her family and power to try shit with her. I don't have that advantage."

That was… explicit, Ling Qi glanced to the side uncomfortably. Li Suyin chose that moment to speak up in a halting voice. "W...well, it's true that there's some stigma against spirit born individuals, but I… don't… don't think it's quite as bad as you say... at least among cultivators," it's difficult to tell how much of her stuttering is from hesitance and how much is from her teeth chattering. "But… um, I don't mind sharing my notes with you, if you'd like."

Su Ling shot the blue haired girl an unreadable look and mumbled something unintelligible before turning away and picking up her pace. "What?" Li Suyin asked, hurrying to follow the two of you. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you!" she added earnestly.

Su Ling's shoulders stiffened her agitation clear. "I said I can't read. So just drop it," she said harshly. "We're here anyway," she gestured toward a pair of tall evergreen trees that had grown together high above your heads, forming a sort of 'natural' arch. "If you pass through here the forest beyond has a bunch of low level spirit beasts. There's a few stronger ones as you go deeper in, but if we stick to the outskirts the worst we should run into is some territorial Azure Hawks."

Ling Qi glanced at Suyin, trying to silently convey that she should drop the other line of inquiry for now. She seemed to take the hint and nodded, but she seemed sad. "Right, well… I can feel veins of qi flowing from these two trees, so if we follow them we might find something…"
The three of you search the area for much of the day, combing through the forest. You see very few spirit beasts, much to Su Ling's displeasure and grumbling, but by the end of the day you do find something, Tucked away in a small cavern is a spring of clear and icy cold water surrounded by dull crystal growths that resemble burned out spirit stones. Li Suyin is certain that it is a minor qi locus, but she is also sure that there is a much stronger one deeper inside the forest.

Icy Spring Discovered!
+1 to all Spiritual cultivation rolls as long as access is maintained.


Given Su Ling's warnings and the late hour though, the three of them decided to leave that for another day. Ling Qi was not certain she was comfortable bringing Li Suyin into the more dangerous parts of the forest before the other girl had gained some physical cultivation anyway. Perhaps she could help her with that?

It would have to be next week though, because the day of Instructor Zhou's test was here. When she arrived at the training field that day the stern man had simply commanded that they group up as they wished, not batting an eye when one group reached as many as fifteen people, or when some went alone. She of course went to stand with Han Jian and his group. After a short time, the man had lead them further up the mountain to a plaza overlooked by a stone pagoda, in the center of the plaza was a complex ring of black tiles surrounded by stone pillars carved with glowing characters.

"Once you pass through the ring, the test will have begun," Instructor Zhou barks, voice carrying over the crowd of disciples. "You will be transported to one of the sects training sites, separated by the groups you yourselves have organized. Each of you will find a task laid out for you upon your arrival. You will pass when you have fulfilled all the tasks given," he looks over all of you with a glower, muscular arms crossed over his chest. "I will not lie, there is some danger of death, should you overreach yourselves. If you fear that, then do not enter. Once you begin you will not be able to return until the test is complete."

Ling Qi took a deep breath, but relaxed a hair at Han Jian's reassuring smile, they were among the first groups to enter. While she didn't manage to stride in as confidently as the others, she liked to think her hesitation wasn't obvious. The groups that had entered before them had vanished between one blink of the eye and the next, the formation activating on a single barked word from the instructor, and they were no different. There was a moment of vertigo and blackness, and then Ling Qi stumbled as the ground seemed to tilt beneath her, only to catch herself on something hard.

She blinked and then flushed, pushing herself upright and off of Han Fang's chest. "Ah, sorry. I just…" She lost track of her words as she peered around, they were on a steep stone path leading up a mountain of black stone. More alarmingly, just a half dozen feet behind them ther path crumbled away revealing that the mountain was in fact suspended in air, over a yawning void of mist with no apparent bottom.

She was shaken out of her stupor by the mute boy clapping a hand on her shoulder. He offered her a crooked smile as she looked back up to his face and then nodded to Han Jian and the others, who were looking a tad unsettled as well.

Han Jian cleared his throat, "Right, well, ignoring the bottomless pit. It looks like Instructor Zhou decided to give me the instructions for the first part of the test," he said, waving a sheet of paper that he did not have before. "It looks like…" he began scanning the the text with his eyes. "There's a small fort at the top of this… island. We're to occupy and be the ones holding it for the next two hours. There are apparently two other groups on the island with us. Only one group is allowed to hold the fort at a time."

"Well that's simple enough. We just have to eliminate the other groups before they reach it," Gu Xiulan said cheerfully. "There will be no trouble holding it then."

Han Jian hummed thoughtfully. "We could do that, but defending the fort might be easier if we can get there first."

"I would rather not hole up and let others dictate the pace," Fan Yu grumbles. Fang simply gestures to indicate that he agrees with Han Jian.

At which point their eyes turned to Ling Qi.

[] Offensive approach. Actively work to eliminate the other groups.
[] Defensive approach. Attempt to reach the fort first and hold it against the others

Secondly, please vote on the role Ling Qi has decided to play with the group

[] Scout, remaining in stealth and moving ahead of the group, while circling back around for support in combat
[] Support, remaining within art range of the group and acting fully in the role as a support
[] Mixed, remaining out of sight, but within easy range of the group

Write Ins are valid for both options.
 
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Zhou's Test: Part 1
The first stage of cultivation, the red stage, as it is called today, is in truth merely a preparatory step for the far more difficult path ahead. While it is true that cultivators at even the middle stages of it surpass all but the most skilled and gifted mortals, it cannot truly be said that they yet walk the path of the Immortal. It is possible to reach the peak of the Red Soul, of the Golden Physique with even the meanest talent, given time and dedication. The empire holds hundreds of thousands of such cultivators, and they serve the important role of filling her armies and staffing the city and town guards that protect the mortals of the empire and allow them to go on with their lives as productive citizens rather than fearing the predations of spirit beasts and petty banditry.

This initial stage was often referred to as the stage of awakening in the past, or some similar moniker, and although that terminology has faded from common use somewhat, it remains accurate. To achieve it is to awaken, to see the world that lies beyond the veil of mundanity. Yet having managed simply to awake is not an achievement to be truly proud of, not for those with potential such as yours. The common soldier serves an important role, but you, who have been chosen to join the sects have the potential to accomplish so much more.

Do not squander the opportunity you have been given.

-Preface to a lesson by Elder Su


"I think we should listen to Han Jian," Ling Qi responded quietly, fidgeting under the groups attention. "I… he's supposed to be the leader, right? Besides, we don't really have any good ways of searching for the other groups, I think?" She glanced around nervously, relaxing at Han Jian's approving expression.

"Well I suppose so. I doubt the other disciples will be hard to find though," Gu Xiulan huffs, crossing her arms under her chest and glancing at her frowning fiancee. "Could you feel them through the ground Yu?"

"No," he admits grudgingly. "I have not yet mastered that part of the Yellow Mountain art," he shoots you an irritated look, as if it's your fault that he had to admit that. You just glare back.

"Which is why I figured defense was our best bet," Han Jian cut in firmly. "We don't have anyone with extended senses or scouting skills yet."

"Then why ask at all?" Ling Qi asked curiously as they began to climb the steep stone path, keeping a wary eye on the cliffs above.

"A leader needs to hear his subordinates, even if he thinks he knows best," Han Jian responded with a shrug. "Otherwise he might miss something. We should quiet down and get marching though. We'll be moving double time. I want time to survey the area around the target and set things up in our favor."

His words seemed to ease Fan Yu's tension, and drew a complicated sigh from Xiulan. Fang simply shook his head and made a sound like a rasping cough that Ling Qi was fairly certain meant laughter from the mute boy as he began to walk faster. She herself simply shook her head and followed them all, keeping in the formation they had practiced, trailing just behind Han Jian.

3 Successes needed.
Stamina+Athletics+Cultivation. 4 dice plus 2 auto successes
7, 8, 2, 4. 2 Successes


She was soon glad for her further practice progress with her physique, because the group's pace up the steep mountain path was punishing enough to leave her red faced and out of breath by the time they finally reached the first plateau a quarter of an hour later. For someone like her, so used to mortal limits, it seemed absurd to have been practically sprinting for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Yet thanks to the qi that had seeped into and empowered her body by this point, it was merely tiring, but not truly challenging. Their advantages as one of the first groups in seemed to be holding for the moment as they pushed on, slowed by the lightly forested terrain. Despite the obstruction, a banner bearing the sable dragon and violet pheonix of the empire was visible far ahead, flapping from the top of a watchtower presumably on the walls of the fort they were aiming to reach. It appeared to be at the top of the much shallower slope that forms the upper section of the mountain.

It made navigation an easy task, but also increased the urgency of their march, since the other groups would easily see it as well. So Han Jian only gave them a minute or two to catch their breath before signalling everyone to spread out slightly and continue. Ling Qi was a moment behind the others in following the silent order, and it made her wish that she had been able to take more time to sync herself with the group. Despite the fact that she was keeping up, it still felt like those few awkward times that she had fallen in with other street urchins.

Like she didn't really belong with here, to be specific. She ruthlessly shut down that niggling self doubt and focused her attention on the scraggly trees and underbrush around them, straining her ears for any sound that was out of place. The woods were eerily silent, lacking even the faint buzz of insects, the only sound came from the wind blowing through the branches, and the rumbling of thunder from the dark and bloated clouds roiling overhead.

3 successes needed
Stamina+Athletics+Cultivation
2, 2, 1, 7. 1 success+2 Auto Successes
The fast pace Han Jian and the others set is all the more difficult here on the uneven and root tangled ground. It was far more tense as well, at least on the path the number of directions she had to watch was limited, more like watching a street. Here an enemy could come from any direction. She wasn't the only one who seemed to dislike the terrain though, she noticed Gu Xiulan grimacing as her gown was caught now and again on brambles or branches, and Han Jian nearly stumbled once or twice on a well hidden tree root. Was this kind of terrain not common in the eastern provinces?

In the end, they burst from the treeline less than ten minutes later, and though Ling Qi found herself nearly panting for breath as Han Jian raised a hand to signal for them to slow down. The fort lay ahead, set at the top of what looked to have once been a shallow hill. On three sides, stone and dirt had been sheered away, leaving unnaturally smooth cliffs some five meters high that seemed to flow naturally into the utilitarian gray masonry of the forts walls which stood as tall as two grown men.

The final side was a shallow slope with a rough stairway carved into it's center, leading upward to the forts only entrance, a heavy wooden gate that stood open for the moment the gateway was wide enough for three men to pass through side by side, and revealed that the walls were only perhaps a meter thick. This really was a small fort, even her home town had walls of greater thickness raised around the town proper.

The two 'front' corners held rounded fortifications raised on stubby towers rising half again the height of the walls above the rest. They were covered by wooden canopies, with the center of each dominated by an odd wooden device. It looked a bit like a crossbow the size of a horse, but not quite, she recognized it as a net thrower, she had seen the city guard take down a flying spirit beast with one when she was younger, and even gotten to see one operated up close once, while hiding during a theft on the workshop that built them. There had been a third such fortification situated in the center of the rear wall as well. The banners flapped from atop their canopies.

As they came to a halt at the bottom of the steps, Ling Qi did her best to catch her breath without being obvious about it. The others were winded to be sure, but none to the same extent as her. She on the other hand was quite tired, her disciple's gown clinging uncomfortably and darkened by sweat in places. She felt even more out of place than usual next to the still pristine Xiulan, who, at worst had a few brambles caught on the hems of her gown.

"Weapons out. Stay spread out, but within range of Ling Qi and I's techniques," Han Jian said quietly as Fang mounted the first of the steps shortly followed by Fan Yu, both drawing their respective weapons. "We don't know if someone else made it first and is trying to lure us in, so stay alert until we've scoped it out."

Ling Qi nodded, quickly flicking one of her now sharpened knives into her right hand, pausing to scan the treeline behind them as she did. She didn't want to be snuck up on either after all. She had her breathing back under control now and though her calves still burned, she could ignore it. They reached the gate without incident, and after a pause Han Jian waved his cousin forward, the larger boy stepping cautiously between the gates hammer held at the ready. When nothing happened even after he took several steps inside, it was a relief, Han Jian still gestured for Fan Yu and Xiulan to watch the approach as the two of you moved inside next.

The area in inside the fort consisted of a small dirt courtyard, with a set of steps on each wall leading up to the battlements. In the center stood a small stone square with a single door and only a handful of narrow arrow slits for windows. It looked far too small to hold more than a handful of people at a time.

"If I remember right, the fortifications in this region usually have their barracks and support buildings underground, since the mountain tribes don't have any cultivators who use any type of earth qi, and flat space is usually at a premium in the mountains," Han Jian says from beside you, apparently talking to himself. "I kinda doubt that shutting ourselves in a hole for a couple hours will satisfy the instructor though," he adds in a musing tone.

"Probably not," Ling Qi responded distractedly. It might fulfill the letter of the order, but it probably wasn't in keeping with the spirit, which might be part of the test. "We could probably retreat too it if we need too though," she added in an unsure tone. "I… falling back if you're overwhelmed is good sense, right?"

Han Jian chuckled, "depends who you ask. There's more than one person who would say that any retreat from barbarians is shameful, and a dereliction of duty besides."

"Well of course," Gu Xiulan's voice came from behind her along with the creaking sound of the gates closing. Ling Qi glanced back to see Fan Yu turning the mechanism to close the heavy gates. "Retreating in the face of barbarian trash means allowing them in to ravage the poor defenseless little mortals, all the shame in the cowardice aside," the annoyingly pretty girl says in a chipper voice. "Of course, sometimes needs must, but it certainly should not be the first option in mind," she adds with an irritating smile that made Ling Qi bristle at the implied insult.

Han Jian raised a hand to cut off Ling Qi's retort, and glanced at Fang, who was standing beside the door leading into the central building, "Fang, check inside I doubt there's anything useful, but we should check the interior" Ling Qi blinked, that gave her what might be a good idea. Maybe they could hide in the barracks and attack whoever came next? Or even wait until the other groups were fighting and only attack the winner? She probably would have done that if she was on her own. "We need to hurry. I doubt we have more than a quarter hour at most before someone reaches us. Less if they're being impatient."

"Then we need to find our positions quickly," Fan Yu grunts as he strides up, the gates having been closed by this point. "What do you intend Jian?"

"I think…" Han Jian muses, glancing at the gates. "I think Fang and I should move to the battlements over the gates. His art will be fine for harassing approaching enemies, and even if I'm not great at archery, I can handle a bow."

"You don't have one though," Ling Qi pointed out slowly, wondering why no one else pointed this out.

He glanced at her in confusion, and then seemed to understand. "Oh, right. I have it on me, it's just in storage. Father gave me a small dimensional ring before I left home." He seems distracted, eyes roaming all over the courtyard.

Ling Qi had no idea what that was, but she didn't feel like exposing that ignorance to her companions. So she remained silent as Han Jian continued. "Yu, I want you down there to hold the gate. It's going to be broken, so we need someone resilient down there to hold any enemies off."

"And what of us?" Xiulan asked, idly bouncing on the balls of her feet, apparently impatient to get moving. Fang re-emerges from the central building at this point, and nods to Jian, gesturing to indicate that it is clear.

"You… should be on one of the watchtowers. Your art has the best range, and I need someone to keep an eye on the other approaches. I need you to use some tokens to set up alarm formations on the other walls too. I don't think any of the other disciples short of Sun Liling could make it over the rear walls, but I could be wrong. I don't know the arts of every disciple we're competing against."

"Ling Qi," he looked over at her with a frown. "I'd say that you should go with Xiulan, leaving someone alone is usually not the best strategy," he scrubs a hand through his hair looking frustrated. "Defending a fort with so few people… it's kind of a challenge. We're almost certain to have to retreat to the courtyard if the others are reasonably well organized. On the other hand, having you hold the center with us would really help as well."

Ling Qi considered, glancing at Xiulan, who continued to smile cheerfully. She didn't really like the other girl and wasn't certain she trusted her. Still leaving her alone was dangerous, too. She might be able to work the net thrower if she was on the tower as well. She doubted she would be accurate with it, but given her lack of other truly long range options it couldn't hurt.

On the other hand, staying with the main group felt much safer, and she would be helping all three of the boys, and Xiulan could retreat from the tower to join them in the courtyard if things went poorly.

On the other hand… maybe she could convince them to use her less than honorable tactics. It might be a bit hard to convince them though, and she wasn't sure if Instructor Zhou would approve of that kind of thing.

[] Join Xiulan on the tower
[] Hold the center with the others
[] Offer Ling Qi's own ambush idea
[] Write In?
 
Zhou's Test: Part 2
Ling Qi shifted nervously from foot to foot, glancing up at the tower and then back to the gate. Following Han Jian's plan… she would probably do best on the tower, but hadn't he said it himself? Holding a location like this with only five people, wasn't that kind of impossible? True, they didn't have to hold out against an army or anything, but it still felt like a bad idea, especially since there was still another stage of testing after this.

The others were waiting expectantly for her to answer though, so she couldn't stand here silently forever. She had an idea… but what if she insulted Han Jian by dismissing his plan? He was really the only friendly one here, she didn't hold any illusions about how Fan Yu and Gu Xiulan felt about her. They would probably think of her plan… and her as cowardly, and would Han Jian really back her up if she embarrassed him by basically stating aloud that she thought her plan was better?

Why did she think she knew better anyway? The closest she had been to a real fight was knocking out an unaware target, and a single terrifying incident when she had been chased into an dead end alley by a poorly chosen mark. Even that was something she had gotten through more on luck than anything else, luck that the ground had been muddy, luck that he had dropped his knife…

She glanced at the tower again, shaking off the memory of calloused hands and rancid breath, things were different now, she was stronger. All the same… it went against her instincts to stand out in the open and fight, maybe… maybe she could word it as a suggestion, Han Jian… he was reasonable, right? If she spoke well, she could convince him, she just had to focus on the pragmatic aspects.

Manipulation+Persuasion. 4 dice. 2 Successes needed
7, 9, 7, 2. 3 successes.

"I'm not sure trying to hold the walls directly is the best idea," Ling Qi began before she could lose her nerve. "Not that I do not think we could," she hurried to add before anyone could interrupt. "It's just that we would probably get tired and hurt doing it. We would be worn down and there would still be another test to go after this."

Han Jian frowned at her words, "we have to hold this place if we want to fulfill the objective. It's true that we have too few people to be effective, but the other students won't have the numbers to fully take advantage either." He grimaces then, scrubbing a hand through his hair. "Well unless one is that one group that had a dozen people."

"The objective just said we had to be the ones in control at the end of two hours though," Ling Qi pointed out with a bit more confidence, he hadn't gotten angry at her for saying his plan was bad after all, even if Fan Yu was scowling at her and Xiulan was giving her a strange look. Fang at least simply seemed ambivalent, glancing between them and the gates, seemingly unconcerned for the disagreement. "So… why don't we open the gates back up and just hide ourselves in the barracks? We can let the other two groups fight things out until we're near the time limit, then attack whoever is still standing. If they send someone down to inspect it should still be easy to take them out, and that's one less person we need to fight."

"Do you really think Elder Zhou would be impressed by such a cowardly approach, using the letter of the objective to escape fulfilling the spirit?" Fan Yu responded angrily. "Han Jian, now do you see why bringing a peasant into this was foolish?"

"I think that Instructor Zhou cares more about results than methods," Ling Qi answered stubbornly. "I mean, didn't you say that just a little bit ago Gu Xiulan? If we fail at holding back the barbarians it means cities burn. Why shouldn't we do whatever we need too? And don't you think Instructor Zhou would have made the instructions more specific if we wanted us to limit our tactics? When has he ever failed to tell us exactly what he wants us to do?" She found her words spilling out in a rush as she glared at the stout boy across from her."

He was preparing to say something, looking positively furious at her having talked back to him so rudely when Han Jian held up a hand, looking both thoughtful and irritated. She could only hope he wasn't irritated at her. "... Was it cowardly when Father lured the Ash Walkers vanguard into the walls of the Falling Sun temple so they could be burned with minimal casualties?" He asked, glancing at Fan Yu.

"Well, no… It's hardly the same thing Jian!" The other boy blustered, looking uncomfortable at the query. "You cannot really be thinking of taking some inexperienced girls battle plan over your own, where is your pride!"

"Pride has no place on a battlefield," Han Jian responded glibly, with the air of one repeating someone else's words. "And she's right, I got caught up planning for a battle that doesn't even need to happen. I suppose I'm lucky Father isn't here to cuff me for it," he added the last in a musing tone. "Fang, get those gates back open." He then looked back to Yu, who was still staring at him angrily. "Yu, don't think of this as a duel or a contest between peers, you know? The purpose of the sects is to combat barbarians, so since we're training, doesn't it make sense to treat our enemies the same way?"

Ling Qi shifted uncomfortably as Han Jian tried to calm the other boy, instead of trying to but in and possibly ruin the more diplomatic boys efforts she found herself meeting Gu Xiulan's deliberately neutral gaze. Ling Qi raised her chin slightly, refusing to look down or away from the other girl. A few tense seconds passed with the boys arguing back and forth in the background before the other shrugged her shoulders slightly and glanced over at Fan Yu, a smile playing on her lips.

Ling Qi didn't think it was a very nice smile. Nonetheless the other girl soon joined the effort to convince her fiancee, and Ling Qi couldn't help but compare it mentally to an ornery bull being guided to its pen. She was still a bit bewildered that her plan had been accepted so easily. Did that mean Han Jian had been thinking something similar and just didn't want to suggest it himself?

...Well that was perhaps a touch too paranoid, the five of you are soon heading down the stone stairwell leading down to the barracks. The interior of the central building had been little more than an empty stone box, though the door had a sturdy iron bar that could be laid across the inside. The stairwell itself was only wide enough for two people to walk shoulder to shoulder, and was lit by faint blue crystals embedded in the wall, each one was only as bright as a weak candle, but combined it provided as much light as a moonlit night.

The actual barracks was bare and mostly unfurnished, and only consisted of a handful of roughly carved rooms filled with empty weapon racks and various storage containers. It seems that whoever had created this place had not deigned to fill the fort with the necessities an actual military fortification would need. Ling Qi hung back as Han Jian directed the others around, only speaking up to point out better locations for them to hide while maintaining sight on the stairway, placing Fang inside the first door on the right, ready to step out and block potential escape.The rest of them would conceal themselves in the next set of rooms, Fan Yu and Xiulan on the right, and Han Jian and Linq Qi on the left, well within range for your groups support arts to reach everyone.

Of course, this was only a precaution for a scout or two being sent down. If no one had come down by the time that that the test had reached the last half hour, she would head up the stairs to scout, with Fang as her backup, since his talent for thunder qi apparently extended to making sounds quieter as well as louder. Han Jian had quietly encouraged her to do so, and thus defuse some of the other boys irritation toward her for suggesting this. Han Jian had also given her a token, a simple sliver of bone that would apparently signal him if it broke. She would use it if the two of them got into trouble.

The wait was nerve wracking, particularly because they couldn't afford to be incautious and chat or move about too much. Ling Qi had been in similar situations before, but somehow hiding in a crate alone was less stress inducing than standing ready for an ambush with four other people. No sound from above reached them as the remainder of the first hour ticked by with agonizing slowness.

The next hour began without fanfare, but as the first quarter of it passed, the sound of the gate mechanism activating echoed down from the stairs, causing Ling Qi and the others to tense. After another few minutes, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

A moment later two people emerged, the first was a boy of middling height with short dark hair and sharp features. He looked rather scuffed, there were tears in his robe and a wound on his right arm that darkened the silvery cloth with blood. He was armed with a paired set of silver sabers held at the ready. Behind him was a slight girl with long, unbound brown hair and soft features that made her look younger than she was. She held a short bo staff close to her chest, and peered around with far less confidence than the boy in front of her.

Ling Qi
Dex+Stealth+1 Environment
6 dice
2, 6, 5, 10, 8, 7. 3 successes
Han Ji
4 dice
10, 5, 3, 9. 2 successes
Gu Xiulan
7 dice
4, 7, 2, 2, 10, 7, 10. 4 successes
Fan Yu
3 dice
8, 3, 2. 1 success
Han Fang
5 dice
6, 5, 9, 1, 9. 2 successes

Enemy perception

Male Disciple
4 dice
3, 7, 2, 2. 1 success

Female Disciple
4 dice
3, 7, 3, 5. 1 success

At first things went well, the two of them stepped out of the stairway, their stances wary but not alarmed, their eyes darting from one vague, shadowy shape to the next. One step and then another carried them further inside, away from their only escape route. Ling Qi held her breath as she waited for her moment. She felt Han Jian's hand brush hers from where he crouched next to her behind the waist high empty crates they had positioned near the entrance to the room they were in. He shook his head slightly signalling her to wait.

Then the both of them stiffened, both of them looking toward the room across from Ling Qi and Han Jian. The girl took a step back and that was all the signal needed. The armor rack that Han Fang had been behind flew out of the room he was in and smashed into the boy with a thunderous bang, exploding into splinters from the force of the qi forced into it. He only skidded back a step and shielded his eyes from the debris, though the girl behind him whimpered and clapped a hand over her now bleeding ear, but it was enough of a distraction for Han Fang to dart out and cut off their escape.

"Put them down quickly, and don't allow them to escape!" Han Jian's voice echoed unnaturally as he smoothly rose to his feet, sword pointed like a commander's fan. It sounded strange to hear the normally laid back boy be so formal and domineering, but she knew it was part of his art, she could feel a flush of heat spreading through her body as she flicked a knife into her hand, and she knew the others would feel the same, doubts and hesitation washed away by their leaders confidence.

She and Xiulan struck in the same moment as Ling Qi circulated her qi, feeling the stagnant flows of the dry air in the basement barracks and twisting them to her purpose, to guide and protect herself and her companions. She couldn't know which one Xiulan would target, but for her it was the reeling girl, she focused her will on the knife in her hand and felt the wind converge on it even as she felt the drain on her qi

Ling Qi's dice pool
Dexterity+Throwing Knife Mastery+Art Bonus+Command Bonus+Guiding Zephyr
7 dice
9, 9, 9, 7, 2, 8, 4. 5 successes

Female Disciple's pool
Dexterity+Dodge Mastery-Deafened Penalty +1 Cultivation successes
3 dice
3, 5, 4. 0 successes +1 Automatic

Ling Qi deals 3 lethal damage to female disciple

-2 Qi

It happened almost too fast to process, she stood and threw, and the blade seemed to practically sprout from the other girls stomach, embedded to the hilt. Causing the already reeling girl to scream in pain as she finally dropped her staff, blood already staining her gown. The sight caused Ling Qi to pause for a moment as it dawned on her that she had just attacked someone with intent to kill, the only reason she hadn't aimed for the throat was because she didn't have confidence that she could hit it. Instructor Zhou had said there was a chance of death, but they couldn't seriously be intending to have the disciples slaughter each other, right? There should be… should be some kind of magic removing the defeated and the chance of death was just from it not firing in time, or…

Then a white hot lance of flame seared a line in her vision as it slammed into the girl whose hands were glowing green and taking on the texture of bark, even as the knife was pushed out of the wound by knitting flesh. It hit the girl and speared through her… and then the girl vanished in a burst of twinkling starlight, leaving only a scorch mark behind.

...Well at least she was right in that regard. Ling Qi thought dully as the boy cried out something that was lost in the din of his engagement with the charging Fan Yu, and the second burst of thunder as the distracted disciple took a thunderous blow from Fang's hammer to his back a second later. He too vanished even as the sound of cracking bone reached her ears.

"Hey, don't freeze up," she was startled out of her thoughts as Han Jian gently nudged her with his elbow, his voice too low to carry. The heat haze from his art is already fading. "Everyone coming in was aware of the danger."

"Are battles always that fast?" Ling Qi asked quietly as she watched a grinning Fan Yu clap Fang on the back, apparently victory has displaced his foul mood for the moment. It had only been a matter of seconds from start to finish, not even a minute had passed.

Han Jian shakes his head. "Not always, but an ambush, with low ranked cultivators like us? It'll be fast. Things change past a certain level though," he says before placing a hand on the crate in front of the two of you and using it to vault over. "Alright, good work work everyone, we need to form up though. Someone probably heard that. Yu, we need you up front with your defensive art active..."

Ling Qi stared at his back for a second and took a deep breath before following him over, only to be surprised when she was forced to snap a hand up and catch something blurring toward her. It turned out to be the bo staff of the girl she had attacked. Now that she got a better look at it, it was clearly valuable, a perfectly round and smooth length of dark brown wood with a dark green jade cap on either end and odd characters painted along it's length.

The one who had thrown it, was of course Xiulan, as the boys were all busy. The other girl met her questioning gaze with a smile. "Spoils of battle, you know? I am not suited to wood natured qi, so you may as well have it. She took your knife with her after all."

As the two girls fell in behind Han Jian, Ling Qi gave the other girl a suspicious look. "Even so, why give it to me? I'm sure you could find something to do with it."

Gu Xiulan simply smiled mysteriously. "Perhaps I think you might be worth a little generosity?" She quipped, not bothering to look up at you. "We should focus on the rest of the test though. There will be time enough to talk later."

Gained ??? Bo Staff: A masterfully crafted wooden staff with jade caps on either end. Made to channel wood natured qi?. ???. DV 3

Ling Qi wanted to press her further, but she had a point. With an annoyed huff, she glanced at the thing, she would have to carry it for the moment, since she had no way of storing it. It wasn;t as if she needed her off hand to throw knives anyway.

"This is will be the more difficult part. I doubt simply staying down here will count as fulfilling the objective, Yu was right in that much," Han Jian had started to speak again as they began to mount the stairs. "Even if no one heard that, it's only a matter of time before they notice those two missing. I recognized those two, they should only have three others with them, so we come out fast and hard. Focus your attacks on one target at a time when possible. Don't hesitate to take a shot if you have it, no one walks the path of cultivation without making enemies," he didn't look at her when he said that, but she still shifted uncomfortably. Were those two dead? They had disappeared, so there was obviously something else at play, but neither had been in good condition even before their vanishing. Jian didn't pause in speaking though, and his next words carried the weight of command even as the temperature around him began to rise again. "Yu, can you feel anyone nearby?"

The stout boy grunted and crouched down at the top of the stairs, fingers brushing the stone. "You know I'm not good at this Jian," he grumbled quietly. "One, in the courtyard ahead, at the edge of what I can feel, twenty… perhaps twenty five meters."

Han Jian nodded once sharply. "Then we hit him, the others are likely on the walls. We'll suffer attacks, but it's better than allowing them to group up. If we're lucky, they'll be sensible and surrender once their third member is down, otherwise we'll have to chase them down. Stick to the basic formation Fang and Yu are the vanguard, the two of you stay with me," he explained, gesturing to the Ling Qi and Gu Xiulan.

There were no objections to that, and so the second part of their plan began. Yu lead the charge, skin darkening to the color of granite, closely followed by Fang. The three of them followed shortly after, and there was barely a moment to catch sight of another tall noble featured boy in the center of the courtyard before a lance of fire snapped out from Xiulan's porcelain pale hand and struck him in the back. He was surprisingly unharmed by that, only knocked off balance, stumbling forward with a scorched hole in his robe, but the follow up from the two charging young men of your group didn't give him time to recover.

The faintly blue glowing head of Fang's warhammer shattered the spear he raised to defend himself with a crack of thunder, and Yu's saber slipped under his broken guard a moment later.

Of course, to keep the those two in range of her and Han Jian's arts, they had to leave the safety of the safety of the central building, and that proved to be dangerous. She caught a glimpse of of one of the other two enemies up on the wall above the gate raising a bow and releasing an arrow that seemed to transform into a streak of reddish purple light before striking Fan Yu in the shoulder, and punching through his stony flesh.

Ling Qi had her own problems to deal with though, the girl further down the wall whose gesture in their direction which had drawn a hasty "Scatter!" from Han Jian.

Attackers Dice: 8
10, 4, 9, 1, 9, 8, 10, 2. 5 successes

Ling Qi's dice
Dexterity+Dodge Mastery+Art Bonus+Command Bonus: 6 dice

1, 8, 4, 7, 3, 10. 3 Successes

2 lethal damage taken

She was too slow to dodge completely as razor sharp shards of ice pelted the area they had been standing in, one cut a painful gash across her upper thigh and a second buried itself in her shoulder, making her choke off a scream. "Xiulan, take Ling Qi and return fire!" She heard Han Jian shout, he had dodged in the opposite direction from them and had moved toward the other boys.

She didn't have time to pay attention to their fight though, only distantly noting the thunderous crack of breaking stone as Xiulan seized her by the arm and took off, looking positively furious as blood ran down her face from a cut on her cheek. "Focus on dodging and guiding my attacks," the other girl snapped, all pretense of playfulness gone. Ling Qi gritted her teeth and nodded, running along side her to avoid the next salvo of ice as her companion snapped out returning attacks of her own. She hated that she had no way of responding to the other cultivators attacks, but there was little she could do about it now save for focusing on the flows of the wind and opening channels for Xiulan's flame strikes to pass through more quickly and accurately. With the conflicting temperatures throwing the flows into chaos, even that was hard.

Still, much like her first encounter with combat it ended quicker than she had thought it would, after what felt like several frantic minutes of dodging ice, the girl firing down at them cried out in pain as an arrow sprouted from her side, causing her to stagger and miss dodging a truly massive blast of flame from the furious looking girl at her side. Ling Qi… didn't think that the ice girl had made it, even with whatever magic was removing people. Not when the next breeze carried the stench of burning flesh. She glanced at the girl at her side and noted that at some point the girls hair had slipped out of it's neat tail, and she had suffered a few other minor scratches. Along with her expression, it combined to make the girl look almost… wild. The mixture of triumph and contempt faded as she turned to look at Ling Qi, opening her mouth to speak…

But Ling Qi never heard what she was going to say. As in the next moment she stood alone, staring at stone plinth standing in the center of a three way split in a road. She was surrounded by trees and thick mist that cloaked everything beyond a handful of meters from sight. She blinked as a single piece of paper fluttered down in front of her eyes, before snatching it out of the air and wincing at the surge of pain it caused. The shard of ice in her shoulder had melted, but the wound was still bleeding badly. Ling Qi elected to put her stolen staff down for a moment and rip the sleeve off of her current gown, carefully tearing it into strips with which to wrap the wound. It would do for now.

That done, she finally turned her attention to the note.

You have completed the first test early due to eliminating all other competitors in your zone. Due to this, you will begin the second test with additional time. Do not waste this advantage. This test is one of resourcefulness and character, and as such, is to be began alone. Do not expect to find your previous allies here. Your only task is to reach the Temple of Divine Dragon at the end of the path. All roads lead to the temple, but not all roads are equal. Each contains different challenges, opportunities, and for the astute disciple, rewards. The final selection will begin at sundown, within the walls of the temple. Do not lose the token included with this document. It must be presented to gain entry to the temple.

Well wasn't that great, Ling Qi thought darkly. This didn't really seem like something Instructor Zhou would set up either, which meant there was probably other elders involved, so now she couldn't even count on her spotty knowledge of what the burly man would be looking for. Well.. or she simply had not judged Instructor Zhou as well as she had thought. As the paper disintegrated and deposited a smooth circle of silver engraved with the character for moon in her hands, the wind picked up and the mist began to lift somewhat, allowing her to see further down the road.

Gained Moon Token

On the left, the peaked rooftops of a town could be seen in the distance, and to the right the path sloped downward toward the glimmering surface of a lake, barely visible through the trees. The center path lead toward the dark shape of a mountain in the distance. The sun was already on it's way toward the horizon, she would need to start walking.

[] The left path
[] The center path
[] The right path


AN: Man forgot how long battle scenes could take to write. You guys came out of that pretty well if a bit banged up.
 
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Second Test, Part 1
Spirits are simultaneously one of the greatest troubles facing the empire and one of its greatest assets. Spirits serve as powerful companions and multipliers of a cultivators power, and in many cases, serve as a final and terrible warning against infighting amongst ourselves, lest the losing parties ancestors, Sublime or otherwise, decide that there is no longer anything left to lose.

However, these civilized spirits, are sadly far in the minority among their kind. Spirit beasts stalk the wilds between our carefully warded cities and roads in great number, even the weakest of their kind a dire threat to any mortal who catches their attention. Lesser Spirits, creatures of raw element, emotion and concept are born and die with great frequency, their motivations largely incomprehensible to humans unless they are bound. It is these creatures that the peasant whispers of, warning his children against the whispers in the dark, for these creatures are all too eager to possess humans in a twisted mockery of a cultivators bond.

Yet those are only the most common of their kind, hundred year spirits, the slumbering intelligences of a mountains and rivers, battlefields and forests are also among their number. The worthiest among them are of course the Great Spirits, the most powerful of their kind who bless our empire, and are blessed in turn by our reverence.

The focus of this treatise though, are those first two types which were mentioned. They remain the greatest internal obstacle and threat to the safety of our citizens, as well as the most likely source for companions among our cultivators. In this book the categories, habits and natures of many common spirits and spirit beasts will be discussed, as well as weaknesses and the most effective formations for curtailing their activities.

-Excerpt from, A Novice's Primer on the World of Spirits


In the end the choice is hardly one Ling Qi agonized over. Despite her recent 'adventure' with Li Suyin and her housemate into the wilderness, she was a city girl, and she would much rather navigate the streets than a mountain path or a lake. After checking her makeshift bandages one more time, Ling Qi straightened her shoulders and began to walk toward the city. As she did, the brief wind that had dispelled the mist for a moment faded, and her vision once again shrunk down to a few dozen meters.

The path she found herself walking was a narrow and unpaved one, with tall trees looming on either side. It was unsettling frankly, on either side lay darkness and mist, twisting into unpleasant shapes, where every rustle and sound seemed greatly magnified. Ling Qi found herself tensing, clutching the wooden staff she still carried in her left hand tightly. She could hear the whispers again, like bugs crawling on her brain, murmuring unintelligible words and enticements directly into her thoughts.

She had always avoided the outskirts of town for exactly this reason. No one she had talked too when she was younger could hear the same sounds she could coming from the trees, the whispers of the lesser spirits, and even if she now knew that it was a result of her talent, it was still uncomfortable. She should be safe though, as long as she didn't leave the road. She had just passed a pair of the stone lanterns that served to ward the road against spirits after all. She just had to ignore them and press on.

She did wonder what it would be like though, to enter a place like this once she could understand them properly. Would it be better to know what was being said, or worse? Ling Qi shook off such ponderings for the moment though and focused on the path ahead of her, and keeping up a good jogging pace. It was so much easier to simply run without pause than it had been a month ago. Her strides ate up ground quickly, the shadowy, mist filled forest and the twisting faces and ghost lights under its boughs beginning to blur by as she really found her pace.

Still, every footfall jarred her wounded shoulder slightly, so Ling Qi was glad when she saw the high stone walls looming ahead in the mist.

...It was a little odd though, she hadn't thought the city was so close, it had looked much further away from the intersection. She had probably just misjudged the distance though, or even more likely had misjudged how quickly she could cover ground now. Ling Qi paused as she finally came close enough to see the walls properly. As was expected there were guards at the gate, looking just as imposing as she remembered in their heavy, banded armor and clutching the sturdy spears the ones set to guard the gates and walls usually used. It was strange to think that she was probably as strong or stronger than most of them now, according to what she had learned in her lessons.

It wouldn't do to start trouble or get cocky though. Even if she could match a city guard in cultivation they were probably better than her at actually fighting. So she slowed her pace as she approached and straightened her shoulders, despite the twinge of pain it caused, doing her best to look confident and unworried. After all, they had no reason to stop or impede her and she had nothing to hide. Not looking suspicious was half of the solution to not getting caught or questioned after all, she had learned that well enough over the years.

It was odd that there was no one else on the road though, or even just inside the gate. Even late in the afternoon there would usually be a little traffic. She passed the guards without a word, and though she felt their eyes following her, none of them moved to halt her, which was strange in and of itself, travelers usually had to pay a gate tax and give an accounting of their purpose, didn't they? She glanced back at the guards with a touch of nervousness, maybe they had been informed that disciples would be coming through today?

She frowned as she proceeded through the empty street just inside the gate, looking furtively at the lightless buildings on either side. There were a handful of people in the streets, but they walked quickly and with their heads down, not paying her any mind. Ling Qi had a disquieting feeling in her gut, the oddities that were beginning to stack up were getting her nerves up. She pushed the feeling down for the moment, though she remained on guard. She had to focus on her goal. Big temples were usually in the central district of the cities, along with the mansions of the ministers and lords. The Divine Dragon was one of the monikers for the great spirit that had accompanied the Celestial Emperor in his crusade to unite the empire, so it's temple would almost certainly be quite big indeed.

Normally she would worry about gaining passage into the inner sections of the city, but she was a Sect disciple now, she probably wouldn't be turned away like she would have a month ago. The number of people in the streets slowly increased as she moved away from the gate, but the city still felt oddly empty. It didn't help that everyone she passed seemed… slightly off, eyes sunken as if they hadn't slept in days, a certain listlessness to their movements that spoke of exhaustion. The only exception was the city guards who stood watch at at the street corners, sharp eyed and straight backed.

Ling Qi's shoulder twinged again, and the cut on her leg throbbed, reminding her of one of the reasons she had come to the city. She should consider looking for a doctor to clean and bind her wounds better. However, she wasn't sure she wanted to spend any more time here than was needed. She doubted it would be so easy, but going straight to the temple would be for the best if it was possible. To that end she considered doing something that she never would have thought of in her previous life.

"Excuse me, but do you know where the Divine Dragon temple is?" She asked politely as she stopped in front of the next guard she came across. She was all too aware suddenly of her missing sleeve and bare arm, not to mention the hanging flap caused by the cut in the lower part of her gown. She did her best to sound polite and confident though, trying to play up her status.

The stern faced man glanced over her with practiced disinterest. "It is in the center of the city. The tallest building. You can see the roof from here," he responded with slow measured words, eyes flicking away from her to watch the street.

That was… simpler than she had thought. "Oh, thank you," she belatedly remembered to say. "I'm not really from around here, so I wasn't sure."

As she was about to walk away, the man spoke up in the same unhurried tone. "You will not be able to enter as you are. Only those bearing tokens of the Sun, Moon, and Stars are to be allowed into the central city tonight."

Ling Qi stopped, turning her head to look back at the man. "Wait, there are three tokens? I… of course there are," she began loudly and ended in a frustrated mutter. "I don't suppose you know where I can acquire the other tokens do you?" She asked, losing a bit of her polite veneer. She really wasn't good at this.

"The Sun and Moon are held by your fellow disciples. The five stars are hidden in the city, guarded by spirit and marked by light," the man's calm and toneless voice was beginning to irritate her. The implications worried her though. This meant for certain that the she would be targeted by the other disciples, and that she would need to target them in turn. She gave the man a curt nod when it was clear that he was finished speaking and left, turning her thoughts to how she would handle this.

She would have to keep an eye out for her fellow disciples of course, but she would have to keep an eye out for the locations of the Star tokens as well. At least 'marked by light' sounded fairly obvious. Guarded by Spirit sounded more troubling though, the only spirit she had ever faced was Bai Cui, and she had a feeling that whatever guarded the tokens wouldn't be be a lazy little serpent.

Of course… was it possible that the whole thing was a trick? It didn't seem like the kind of thing Zhou would do, but neither did this test. Her instincts told her the guard had been holding something back. She had no doubt she wouldn't be able to walk right up to the temple without the three tokens, but if she could arrive without them, would she be turned away? The message at the beginning had only said she would need her moon token.

Still, she needed to decide the order of her search and what to focus on, time was wasting and the more time she spent thinking the more disciples she would have to deal with. There was also the issue of her wounds to consider, was it worth using some of her time to find a doctor to better tend them, or should she just grit her teeth and bear with it?

[] Find a doctor
[] Ignore your wounds for the moment


Then she would need to decide where to begin with her goals

[] Lurk near the gates, to tail incoming disciples and eventually acquire their token
[] Gather information in the red light district, she was unfortunately familiar with such places, surely one of the thieves and informants that always infest them will have seen something regarding the Star tokens
[] Find the cities market, to gather information, and watch for disciples, it will be easier to hide in the crowd
[] Head to the inner city to scout out the territory and set an ambush for approaching disciples. Why search yourself when you can simply take the tokens from a hopefully exhausted disciple?
[] Search for a way to bypass whatever guards the path and simply enter the temple without the other tokens.
[] Write In

AN: Ugh, hate to do such a short one after such a long wait, but thems the breaks. Next one will be out quicker
 
Second Test, Part 2
Ling Qi winced as her shoulder throbbed, reminding her once again of her wound. Even if it took some time away, finding a proper doctor really was worth it. A light touch on her makeshift 'bandage' was enough to feel the stickiness of the blood soaking through the thin fabric. Tough as the disciple uniforms were, they didn't seem very absorbent. There was still a problem though.

Namely, money, she didn't have any. On the mountain her total lack of coin wasn't a problem, here it definitely would be. The services of a real physician were expensive, and even if she just found a street peddler hawking poultices and salves she would need something to pay with. Her first thought of course, was to simply steal some funds. It wouldn't be hard, she had lived for years on pick pocketing and minor bits of larceny… but what if she was being observed?

This was a test after all, it was entirely possible that she was being watched right now by an elder or older disciple who was supervising the exam. She still knew so little about what cultivators could actually do, so she had to rely on the sort of whispered hearsay that one heard about them. Ling Qi mulled over the problem in her head for a few minutes as she quietly asked passerby about where she could find a physician.

It shouldn't be a problem, she eventually decided, the Sect had taken her, knowing who and what she was. She might not have been well known or anything, but even a cursory questioning would have revealed it. She could spin an excuse if need be, and besides, she had a sneaking suspicion that this wasn't entirely real anyway. Otherwise how could the temple be at the end of all three paths, and why was this city so eerily quiet?

Cultivation grants 4 Auto Successes( Level 2 physical cultivation. One stage higher than targets)

Event Roll 98

It was even easier than she remembered, and not just because she actually had a proper knife to cut purse strings with now. When she switched from openly strolling to actually actively trying to blend into the crowd and avoid notice, those around her didn't even look up when she passed them by, and every subtle motion necessary for such theft was performed with deftness and speed far beyond what she had a month ago.

It actually almost startled her at first, how much more quickly her hands and fingers could move, and how quickly she could adjust for her targets reactions. She soon adjusted though, and within ten minutes had a fairly healthy purse of coin. More than she would have managed in a month when she was a mortal.

...It was too bad that coins were of limited value to her now. While that was a bit of a dampener on her current good mood, she didn't let it distract her. Even with the disturbingly listless nature of the citizens of this city, it wasn't really too difficult to get directions to a physician's shop.

3 Successes needed
5, 7, 9, 8. 3 successes.

Following those directions proved to be difficult though, repeatedly she found her way blocked by traffic or other obstacles, from guard blockades to broken down wagons, forcing her to use narrow and winding side streets that seemed determined to leave her turned around or lost. Eventually she managed to get back on track and find the samll, humble building she had been looking for. Soon she was peering into the dimly lit building that smelled strongly of herbs and incense suspiciously. The front was empty of other people, a strings of drying herbs hung from the ceiling, swaying slowly with the slight breeze from outside. The walls were obscured by shelves laden with pots and jars, each with their own neatly written label identifying them as the cure to some ailment or another. The floor itself was mostly bare, save for a space off to one side where a number of cushions were arranged artfully around a polished table. A wooden placard on the table read. 'Please Wait Warmly'. It was odd phrasing, and made Ling Qi squint suspiciously at it for a moment before she stepped in, warily eyeing the shadowy interior of the building. There was a door on the rear wall with a light shining from underneath it, so there was probably someone here.

"Hello? I'm sorry for the intrusion, but are you still open?" She called out, doing her best to sound both polite and friendly. She had been informed that this was the home of the best physician who was open to the public. She had other options, but given her recent windfall she felt like she should spring for higher quality than she would normally bother with. She received no immediate answer to her call, but she did catch a few sounds from beyond the door that made it clear someone was present.

Maybe they were just busy? From her limited understanding of medicine she was aware that mixing and creating cures could be delicate and volatile. It was one of legitimate professions she had daydreamed about back before it became clear she didn't have such choices. After staring at the door for another few seconds, she decided she would wait for a few minutes before moving on.

...It definitely wasn't an excuse to rest her feet for a few minutes. Her calves still twinged unpleasantly from the run at the beginning of the test, followed by the hour crouched uncomfortably in the dark. It wasn't anything she couldn't handle, but it wasn't pleasant either. She settled herself down on one of the soft cushions, setting the bo staff on the ground beside her, positioning herself to let her to keep an eye on both doors then clasped her hands to wait, holding in the sigh of relief she wanted to give when she finally sat down.

Ling Qi did her best to relax while remaining alert as first one minute, then another ticked by. As she began to fidget, impatience beginning to war with her desire to get the best care possible, the door finally cracked open, and a woman stepped out. At first, she thought it was an old woman, as the first thing Ling Qi noticed was the silver hair done up in an elaborate bun, but another glance showed that assumption to be wrong. The woman, the physician she assumed, looked to be middle aged at most, with a motherly air about her, despite the odd youthfulness of her features.

Her clothing was another oddity, a blue and red gown of simple cut, with scandalously short sleeves. A second look showed that they were simply rolled up, but that in itself was strange. The woman glanced around for a moment, searching before falling on you. "Oh, there you are," her voice is warm and maternal, much like her appearance. "I am sorry for the wait, with all my sisters and assistants out tonight, I haven't been able to keep up with things," she adds with a sigh as she turns and approaches you with measured, graceful steps.

"It's fine," Ling Qi said awkwardly, her usual feeling of being out of place returning with a vengeance. "Is there something special happening tonight?" She asked after a second's pause, it couldn't hurt to start gathering more information here.

"Shouldn't you know?" The woman asked lightly, coming to a stop a few steps away. "You are one of the disciples we're expecting, aren't…" She trails off then, her eyes shifting away from Ling Qi's face. "Oh! That is a nasty wound. It's so dark in here that I almost didn't notice. I suppose you're here to get that dressed then?"

Ling Qi almost asked her why she kept her building so poorly lit, but thought better of it as the woman moved over to a shelf, apparently collecting things for the upcoming treatment. "Yes, I ah… had a little trouble on the way in," she admitted, not sure how much the woman knew.

"Well I hope you gave whatever ruffians attacked a polite young girl what for then," the physician huffed without turning around. "Miss…"

Ling Qi frowned, remembering the ice wielding girl's expression in the instant before the fire consumed her. "...It was taken care of, yeah," she responded quietly. "Ling Qi, do you know how much this will cost and how long it will take?" She almost winced as the words tumbled out of her mouth. She was supposed to chat more before getting to that, wasn't she. Hopefully the woman wouldn't feel slighted.

"Physician Xin at your service," the older woman responded politely. "A mere fifteen silver should be fine I think, for a Sect disciple," she added as she turned around a pair of small clay pots tucked under her arm. "And no more than a quarter hour I think. Could you turn this way please?" Xin kneeled in front of her as Ling Qi complied, setting down her cargo. That done she reached out, gently but deftly beginning to pick apart Ling Qi's own makeshift bandaging job.

Ling Qi almost winced at the price, but she had more than enough for it. It just… went against her ingrained instincts to spend so much at once. She had gotten by for entire weeks on less before. There were more important things to worry about though. "So we were expected, the Sect disciples, I mean?" She asked carefully, trying not grimace as the doctor peeled away the bloodstained cloth she had wrapped around her shoulder. "I didn't really get the feeling that we were expected."

Xin glanced briefly away from Ling Qi's shoulder to meet her eyes, a pleasant smile on pale face. "Well you do seem to be a bit early," she said reasonably, looking back down as she took a pinch of off white powder from one of the vessels and sprinkled it into a small cup of steaming water… Ling Qi frowned, when had Xin gotten that? It… oh, she had been carrying it when she came out of the back. Of course, she was feeling far too paranoid at the moment if she was missing details like that. "Things will get much more exciting once more of your peers arrive. My younger sisters are quite looking forward to the chance to meet young and handsome cultivators."

Ling Qi grit her teeth silently as Xin dipped a cloth in the now cloudy white liquid in the cup and then began to clean her wound carefully. It was less painful than she imagined though, whatever was in the water dulled the pain and made her skin tingle pleasantly. "I don't know if my fellow disciples will be able to focus on anything but the test, but with boys, who knows," it was a weak joke, but Ling Qi really wasn't good at small talk. It didn't help that she still felt incredibly nervous for some reason. "Are you a cultivator too?" She asked, voicing the suspicion she had since she had seen the woman's too young face.

"I suppose I was in a sense," Xin replied, carefully dabbing at the wound to clear the last of the blood, before setting the cloth down and opening the other vessel, revealing it to be full of some thick bone white paste. "I leave that sort of thing to my husband these days, even if I try to keep in practice," she continued pleasantly, dipping a flat metal implement into the paste to scoop some up before beginning to spread it carefully over the wound. "Why, I do believe we met on a night much like this, now that I think about it."

Ling Qi nodded absently, still feeling inexplicably on edge. She glanced around the room, but she still couldn't find a source for her unease. "Well, I guess it's good to know that you can move on from the army stuff," she murmured under her breath. "Do you know anything about the test and these tokens we're supposed to find?"

"Nothing you couldn't figure out on your own, though I would suggest that you not take things at face value," the doctor responded mysteriously as she put down the implement and moved on to bandaging Ling Qi's shoulder. The soreness was gone now, and she felt almost invigorated, the medicinal paste Xin had used must be good stuff. "You're a smart girl. My sister Yueliang has high hopes for you."

Ling Qi blinked as the woman continued to expertly bandage her shoulder, her unease doubling in a moment. "What is that supposed to mean? I've never met your sister," something was at the edge of her thoughts, screaming for attention, but she just couldn't quite grasp it.

Xin made a sound of satisfaction as she finished her work, and smiled. "My you are perceptive, even with your thoughts so clouded. Think about it dear, I'm certain you'll figure it out," she said consolingly, patting Ling Qi's hand. Had her eyes always been red? No of course they hadn't, especially with no whites, and there was something odd about the woman's hair, it seemed too… solid and…

Ling Qi blinked as confusion overwhelmed her thoughts, she was kneeling in the street, the darkening sky overhead. The street was empty, and there was no sign of the building she had just been in. All at once, it hit her, she had been nervous because the woman kept pulling things out of nowhere; the water, the bandages, her tools. Not even to mention those eyes. She… had she just had a pleasant conversation with a spirit?

It was at that moment that she noticed something in her hand, the Xin… the spirit had patted. It was a small clay vessel, sealed with a cork. Even as she stood up, hurrying out of the middle of the street, she couldn't help but pop it open to peer inside. There were three shimmering silver pills, and a stick of jade so dark green that it appeared black, the scent that wafted out made her think of dark moonless nights.

Gained 3 Moon Scented Pills
Gained 1 Jade Slip(???)
Wounds reduced from lethal to nonlethal damage


The scent is what jogged her from her confusion fully, and made made her stomach churn as she came to what seemed now to be an obvious conclusion. Xin and Yueliang, new and crescent, Xin had said that her sister had high hopes for her… and hadn't she burned incense for the Grinning Moon before, when she was afraid of failing at a particularly difficult theft? It was supposed to smile on those who did their work out of sight and out of mind after all.

She wasn't sure how she felt about having the actual attention of a great spirit, even if it was a minor one not often included in official rolls. She glanced down at her shoulder then, it was expertly bandaged, and didn't hurt any longer. At least that had been real… probably. How real was anything right now?

Shaking off such useless thoughts, Ling Qi began walking again. She could drive herself to distraction worrying about implications later. She still had a task to complete. With that in mind, she set out toward the outer, and thus poorer section of the city. If she was going to gather information, it would be for the best to do so in in the parts of the city she would be more familiar with. Besides, she knew very well that cultivators tended to largely ignore mortals, outside of the most influential, which meant they weren't always as careful as they should be at avoiding their sight.

...Assuming she could rely on things being the way they should be. It didn't take very long to find what she was looking for, even in this dreary city, the entertainment district was full of gaudy storefronts and colorful signs, even if things were quieter and less crowded than she was used to. Ling Qi grimaced as she passed in front of seedy business after business, full of women with empty smiles and men who stunk of alcohol and other things, masked under the cloying scents of cheap perfumes and incense.

She hated these kind of places, she really did. Whatever difficulties she had suffered after leaving her mother, and whatever troubles being a cultivator would bring, at least she would never have to serve in a place like this. Still, it had it's uses, it wasn't difficult to spend her newfound fortune on a new set of cheap clothing, and some cosmetics that she could use to disguise herself. She was even able to purchase some tawhide and cloth to wrap her new staff and hang it over her back. If she was going to possibly have to ambush a fellow disciple, it would be good to be dismissed as a commoner at first glance, and even better if they didn't recognize her. Her height made that difficult, but she could still hedge her bets.

Disguise=Wits+Subterfuge+equipment(Cosmetics) 5 dice
1, 9, 10, 3, 7. 3 Successes

Streetwise
Wits+Streetwise+Area familiarity 5 dice
3, 9, 2, 6, 4. 1 success

She used her time purchasing her supplies well, slipping in innocuous questions about any odd happenings in recent days. Things weren't as easy as she would have like though. The citizens of this city were tight lipped and often apathetic. There was so much less of the usual drunken chatter to be overheard, and getting straight answers from anyone was irritatingly difficult.

Still, she did manage to pick up a few leads, even if the details were rather lacking. The first was that the cities sealed catacombs had been opened the day before, and not for any funerary rights. A group of city guards had taken a large clay urn, with something shining from within it inside and left empty handed. The second was the shutting down of the primary well in the southeastern section of the city. Someone had been seen lowering a large object that glimmered like starlight into it a few nights ago, and in the morning the guards had removed the bucket and crank.

Ling Qi didn't particularly look forward to entering a tomb, or climbing down a well, but it seemed that was her best lead. However, as she was mulling over which one to follow up, she noticed a commotion further down the street. Voices were raised, and there was a crash of something falling to the ground. As she approached to see what was happening, Ling Qi spotted the distinctive silver robes of one of her fellow disciples. She vaguely recognized the boy from her lessons, though she didn't recall ever hearing his name. He was thin and gangly, with somewhat pinched features and proud set to his shoulders and demeanor. The impression was reinforced by the way he was berating the owner of one of the many dingy street stalls that lined the spaces between the main establishments.

She wasn't close enough to properly overhear, but she could piece together the situation well enough, going by the wet stain on the front of the boys robes and the broken gourd on the ground at his feet. The stall looked to be selling cheap drink, probably brewed in some basement or another, and something had caused a spill, she couldn't really say who was at fault, but she couldn't help but pity the merchant. No one was going to help him.

It did mean she had an opportunity though. If she could lead another disciple to one of the star tokens, she could wait and take it from them after they had braved whatever dangers there were. Or, she could just try to rob the other boy for a chance at a sun token, as well as taking another competitor out.

She could also just ignore him and work on one of the possible star tokens herself, to avoid complications. She somewhat doubted the boy in front of her would have better luck gathering information than her.

[] Investigate the catacombs
[] Investigate the well
[] Attempt to take down the arrogant boy when his guard is down
[] Trick the boy into going for a star token, try to take it from him afterward.

Write ins for more specific plans are acceptable
 
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Second Test, Part 3
For a moment, Ling Qi lost herself in thought, nervously plucking at the sleeves of her new and much drabber clothing. The obvious thing, in her opinion, would be to strike out of the crowd while the boy is distracted with the merchant, but starting a fight in the middle of the street would endanger civilians, and even if they turn out to not be real she couldn't help but think that the Elders would disapprove of that.

No, that wouldn't be the best option she thought, but what would be? She wasn't even sure how much she could trust her own senses right now, and that was a disquieting thought. If she didn;t trust in something that basic, she would never get anything done though, she would just spend all night second guessing herself. In a different situation she would probably feel panicked at the thought, but… if this was all really an illusion, the maker was likely an Elder and thus completely beyond her.

So, what other options did she have? She could simply leave and go after the star token, but that felt wasteful to her. So, why not try to make herself an opportunity? While she had never exactly been one to focus on that sort of thing… she had played the scam artist once or twice, when she was less able to actively steal. Of course, she had been younger then, and people tended to have a harder time suspecting that they were being tricked by a child.

She would have to try though, as if she continued to stand here agonizing over it her opportunity would pass. So she steeled herself and began to move towards them, shifting her posture to a more subservient and fearful one, as was appropriate for a mortal approaching an angry cultivator. She was fairly confident that the boy wouldn't recognize her specifically under her disguise work, and hopefully he wouldn't sense her qi. She could only hope he wasn't skilled at that kind of thing.

As she approached she took in more of the details of the scene. The thing that drew her eye the most was the splotch of red on the left side of the other disciples abdomen, and the way he favored his right. He was wounded, at least as badly as she had been, and perhaps worse, given the location of the wound. His robe stuck wetly to him, soaked in blood as it was, but there was no dripping either, so the wound was sealed, whether through bandaging or other means. Still the sight made her a bit more confident.

"Ah excuse me, honored sir?" She spoke up as the proud boy wound down from berating the scrawny merchant for poorly securing his goods. She couldn't see a weapon on him anywhere, but unfortunately that didn't necessarily mean anything.

The boy didn't seem to startled, so he had at least been keeping an eye on the people around him. He wasn't totally oblivious it seems. He still snapped his head around to glare down at her… only to fail due to their relative heights. Ling Qi managed to conceal her wince at the flash of irritation in his eyes, why did she have to be so tall? "What do you want girl?" He asked haughtily, crossing his arms over his chest as he did so. "I have no business with the rest of you, only this clumsy fool," he added, gesturing with irritation at the merchant, who eyed her warily over his shoulder.

"I am very, very sorry for interrupting you sir," Ling Qi continued hurriedly, catching the merchants eye as she bowed deeply to the irritated disciple. It was a bit of a gamble, but she could probably rely on the man's survival instincts to have him play along. One didn't reach his age in this kind of place by being slow on the uptake. "I wished to plead for you to spare my uncle though. It's true that he has earned your ire, I saw what happened, but I would like to beg your mercy on the matter." It was risky, involving the merchant in her lie, but someone entirely unrelated choosing to involve themselves would just be too unbelievable.

She caught the merchant's eyes widen a fraction before his expression returned to one of abject fear and contriteness. "Oh Yue, no, please do not involve yourself in your uncle's foolishness. Sir, this is entirely my fault, please do not take any offense at this girls interruption, as I was saying I will of course remunerate you..." Well that was a relief, even in this weird city she could rely on her fellow street folk knowing how to act in their own self interest.

The boy scowled, glancing back and forth at the two of you before glancing up at the sky, his expression darkening further. "I will dismiss this for the moment, as I have other business. You, fool will surrender whatever funds you have in this mangy stall of yours and act as my guide…"

Ah so that's what he was doing, it was rather ham handed of him, and about what you would expect from a wealthy boy trying to find information in the scummier parts of town. "Sir?" she spoke up meekly, doing her best to tremble in fear as he turned his glare back to her. "If it is a guide you need, I can serve that role. I… disciples such as yourself are here for the tokens hidden in the city, are you not? I saw where the guards placed one of them. I can lead you there, but please, spare my Uncle's stall, we have so little as it is."

Ling Qi: Manipulation+Persuasion 4 dice
5, 7, 5, 10. 2 successes

Disciples: Composure+Empathy 3 dice
7, 3, 6. 1 success

Ling Qi Succeeds

Ling Qi could see that she had succeeded by the look in the other boys eye. "Hmph, you should be thankful to have a niece so filial old fool," he said haughtily, eyeing the merchant whose expression of gratitude she suspected was not faked at all. "However," he added jabbing a finger toward Ling Qi. "If this is some trick, or otherwise a waste of my time. I will ensure that your entire family regrets it."

"Of course sir," she murmured hurriedly, bobbing her head in another bow. "I would never dream of lying to a lord such as yourself. Would you like me to take you there now?"

"Thank you so much for your compliments and mercy sir," the merchant added quickly. "Truly I do not deserve such a dutiful niece."

The old man barely got more than another cold glance as the boys attention focused on Ling Qi. "I do not have time to waste, so yes, lead me there now, girl."

Ling Qi restrained the twitch of irritation at his condescending manner of address. He was the same age as her for goodness sake! She kept her expression meek and her head bowed though, not allowing her mask to break. "Of course sir, it's right this way." She only had rather vague directions to the well, which she had decided was better for the sake of her plan, so she would have to bluff a bit and hope he didn't notice any uncertainty on her part.

Thankfully her fellow disciple was… she didn't want to say foolish, because that could lead to underestimating him, but he was… less than attentive, at least to her. She could see the tension in his shoulders and the way he kept an eye on his surroundings as he marched stiffly along, concealing the occasional pained hitch in his step. He seemed to have already dismissed her as a threat though, which she was happy to exploit.

Still, it took another quarter of an hour to cross the city and reach the part where the well was located going by her information, partially because she wasn't familiar with the street layout. The most difficult bit was probably when she had to convince him to stop and purchase a coil of rope with an explanation of what he would need it for.

Still eventually they reached the square where the well in question was located, only to find it dark and empty, a few wooden barricades surrounding the squat, knee high stone ring of the well. It was uncapped, and the rope and bucket were missing from the bar suspended above it, yet a faint glittering light seemed to shine from the darkness within it.

As they wove through the obstacles, ignoring the signs informing civilians to keep away, she glanced at her temporary companion. He had a certain desperate eagerness to his expression, which she hoped meant she could manage the second part of her plan. She paused a few steps from the well, leaving him to continue on and peer down into it, leaving his back to her. "Sir? Should I tie the rope for you?" She asked quietly, hefting the coil of rope carried on her good shoulder. "Will you need me to look after anything for you while you descend?"

He glanced over his shoulder at her, a frown on his pinched features. "Do not be foolish, I am not going to leave any of my things behind." He gave a haughty sniff as he turned to fully face her. "Besides, you will be descending first. I refuse to give you the chance to run off while I am occupied. I do not even know if this place yet contains a token, and I will need a servant to carry a torch."

Ling Qi blinked, a bit of worry setting in, that wasn't part of the plan. "Sir?" she asked, injecting a bit of fear into her tone. "I… I'm not sure, I mean, aren't there s-spirits and other things down there? Please, I led you here didn't I? Please don't make go into such a place!" With practiced ease she squeezed a bit of moisture out of the corners of her eyes, doing her best to look frightened and pathetic.

Manipulation+Persuasion 4 dice
9, 6, 3, 10. 2 successes

Composure+Empathy 3 dice
9, 9, 9. 3 successes. Failure

For a moment, Ling Qi thought she had managed to convince him, but then the boy's expression hardened. "Stop your whining girl," he snapped. "You should be thankful to be assisting me like this. You will just have to stay close and…"

She couldn't do as he asked. If this were the location of a token there was no way she would get through whatever defenses lay down there without revealing herself. Nor could she realistically refuse him without blowing her cover. It was fairly obvious he intended to use her as a canary anyway, given he intended to make her go down first and play torchbearer. No, playing along wasn't really an option.

All of that passed through her thoughts in a second, and she came to her conclusion moments after that.

Ling Qi's attack
Dex+Throwing Knife Mastery+ Cultivation auto success
8, 1, 10, 10. 3+1 Successes. 4 total

Disciple
Dex+Dodge-2 Surprise Penalty. 4 dice
7, 2, 5, 2. 1 Success

2 Damage(Max) dealt

Her cultivation of Zephyr's Breath had trained her in the use of throwing knives… and that included their use in melee, but it was nothing so refined that she struck with. No, it was simple experience in the street that formed most of her response, combined with reflexes honed by 'training' with Xiulan. Her shoulder hit the boy's chest at the same moment a knife dug into his injured side and twisted.

He let out a yelp of pain and surprise… and to Ling Qi's shock, was actually easily shoved backward by her shoulder check. why was he so weak? She had expected it to be like striking a wall, but instead he fell back, arms windmilling as his knees struck the lip of the well. She ducked under his grasping hand with ease, and instinctively kicked out, striking his knee and finishing the job of making him fall back even as she pulled out of reach.

She winced at the meaty thwack of flesh striking stone as his head cracked against the lip of the well, dulled by a flare of blue white energy, had he used qi to absorb the damage? However, whatever he did it didn't stop the boy from falling his hands scrabbling uselessly at the suddenly smooth and frictionless stone, his expression locked into one of fury, pain and surprise for the instant before the well seemed to open wider, like the maw of a hungry beast, leaving him nothing to hold on too

Ling Qi stood there, almost dumbfounded by how easy it had been, only to wince as a much louder crack sounded from far below, echoing hollowly up the shaft. The distended black void that he had fallen into seemed to wobble for a moment before snapping back down to the size of a normal well. As time seemed to resume its normal pace, Ling Qi became all to aware of the sticky wetness staining her right hand, and a single thought dominated her thoughts.

...That had not been a splash.

[] Descend into the well… what's done is done. Take anything useful and complete the trial
[] Descend into the well… but only to check over the boy. She wanted no part in whatever lay deeper within
-[] Enough of this, she wanted to be done, bypass this whole terrifying, confusing test
-[] She had proven she could ambush others well enough, head for the inner gates and prepare to do so again if necessary
-[]...Perhaps the catacombs might be a better choice?
[] Leave the well entirely, you want no part in it.
-[] Enough of this, she wanted to be done, bypass this whole terrifying, confusing test
-[] She had proven she could ambush others well enough, head for the inner gates and prepare to do so again if necessary
-[]...Perhaps the catacombs might be a better choice?

AN: Well, dice threw a lil curveball there. Kinda cut things short.
 
Second Test, Penultimate
For several seconds Ling Qi simply stared at the now innocuous well that the boy had disappeared into. She… she wasn't certain what she expected to happen, but it wasn't that. Was that boy dead? Did the Elders retrieve him? She didn't know. Despite having lived in the streets and all that that implied, she had never killed anyone before, at least not… not directly, like this. Her thoughts flashed back to a memory of earlier today, of a disheveled Xiulan's expression of satisfaction as that ice flinging girl was consumed by fire.

Would she become like that? Someone who could smile while killing another person. She had known that she would have to fight and kill from the moment she was recruited, true, but she had thought it would only be barbarians. The idea of fighting on the border was terrifying true, but that was different than having to fight and even kill other people. Even if that person had been an unrepentant ass from what she had seen.

Ling Qi shook herself then and straightened her shoulders, she didn't have time to stand here doing nothing. That… fight hadn't made much noise, so hopefully no one would investigate immediately, but she still needed to get moving. Her plan to rob the other boy after he completed the trial was useless now, so if she wanted the star token she was going to have to do it herself. She would have to make sure her rope was very secure though, she thought shooting a glare at the well.

And if the boy was still alive and present down there… she could at least make sure he didn't drown in a puddle or bleed out. She couldn't afford to regret things now, but that didn't mean she had to be completely callous. Ling Qi let out the breath she had been holding and stepped forward, eyeing the well warily as she began to work to secure the rope, hopefully it would be long enough even after her efforts.

She soon had it looped over the bar that would have once held the wells actual rope and bucket, with an additional length pulled out several feet away from the well. Sadly she lacked any proper tools, so after glancing around warily, she had decided to break off one of the 'legs' allowing the barricades to stand upright. The wood had splintered with surprising ease with a bit of effort and some leverage on her part. Using one of her knives to scrape the broken end down to a point had taken a little longer, but eventually she had something she could use to stake the end of the rope to the ground.

It was still surprising to her how little it had hurt her hand when she had used it as a makeshift hammer though. The force necessary to drive the stake firmly into the hard packed dirt of the street had still made her hand sting a bit, but she had expected some bruising. Once she had given the rope a few experimental tugs to make sure it was actually secure, she returned to the side of the well and looked down the dark shaft, steeling her nerves… she couldn't put this off any longer.

The climb down was tense, as Ling Qi remained on edge the entire time as she braced herself against the damp stone wall, expecting it to pull away at any moment, or to be dragged down by a gust of wind or some other strange bit of magic. In the end though, the climb remained a quiet, uneventful affair… if one that went on longer than she would like, she was certain that the rope hadn't been long enough for her to be climbing down it for nearly ten minutes, and the tiny circle of light from the surface seemed terribly far away. Luckily, there was some illumination from below, like dim candles burning in the dark, and as she finally reached the bottom of the rope she was able to finally get a look at them. The bottom of the well shaft was a wide dark chamber just barely high enough in places for her to stand upright, it's walls dotted with odd milky crystalline growths that glowed faintly enough to provide the sort of dim illumination one could expect on a moonlit night. The bottom of the chamber was a field of mud with an occasional standing pool of water… and at the bottom was a dark shape lying unmoving in the mud that made her stomach drop. The boy really was still down here.

She grimaced at the feeling of mud squishing up under the cheap sandals she had purchased as she dropped the remaining couple of feet from the bottom of the rope. Looking down at her fellow disciple lying in the mud beside her gave her conflicting feelings. On one hand she was glad that he wasn't faking. His right arm and leg were twisted in an unpleasant way, and she could see red staining the water and mud he lay in. His chest still rose and fell shallowly though, so he was still alive.

Maybe that was why he hadn't been removed, she wondered. Because the fall hadn't killed him? She knew it was possible to expend qi to blunt incoming harm, Elder Su had mentioned that in a lesson, though without a defensive art and proper training it was really only useful for preventing lethal harm.

...Maybe that was why Gu Xiulan had seemed so blase about throwing lethal attacks during the first test? She considered the boy as she peered down at him in the dark and then sighed, crouching down at his side to look him over. As much as he had been an ass, she hadn't really intended to kill him outside the heat the moment, she could at least make sure he didn't drown in the muddy water or bleed out.

It took only a bit of effort to drag him out of the slowly filling muddy crater his impact had dug, though it did make the boy twitch and groan in pain. Thankfully he didn't wake up, even as she quickly looked him over, tearing off a bit of his sleeve to rebind the stab wound she had inflicted. He… should be fine, and with his limbs like that he shouldn't be a threat even if he wakes up. The Elders should still retrieve him at the end of the test, right?

She hoped so, but having done that she paused… she had beaten him, perhaps not fairly by some measures, but he was defeated. She had even taken some time to make sure he wouldn't die down here… she had earned her spoils, right? Besides, this would be pointless if she failed to get the tokens she needed. Nodding at her own reasoning, Ling Qi quickly searched the other boy, his belt pouch was first, the strings securing it deftly sliced by one of her knives. Ling QI found herself grinning with relief when the first item she pulled out was a golden disk with the character for sun carved into it.
Lucky, she really had been lucky. Thinking of the strange pills resting in her own pouch, she couldn't help but wonder. Maybe it had nothing to do with the spirit that was apparently interested in her… but well, she could afford to take some incense from the storehouse and make up an offering. It certainly couldn't hurt. Putting that aside for the moment, the pouch didn't contain much else, but she was glad for what it did contain. Three red spirit stones, and a clay container with two dark blue pills of some kind. She was going to have to find someone who could identify medicines.

Gained Sun Token
Gained 3 Red Spirit Stones
Gained 2 Dark Blue pills


The rest of her search turned up frustratingly little, the boy didn't even have a weapon or any talismans. She was beginning to think that maybe he hadn't been quite as much of a wealthy young lord as she would have guessed. Eventually though, she did find something tucked under the collar of his robe, between the underlayer and the upper one, she found three odd bronze cards the size of her palm, they were shined to a mirror finish, and one side was painted with some kind of swirling stylized wave design, but turning them over in her hands, she couldn't begin to guess at their purpose.

Gained 3 bronze cards(??)

She stood up as she tucked them into her own bag, along with her tattered disciple uniform. She needed to get moving, now that she had a sun token, there was only one thing remaining in her way. She moved away from the boy and began to search along the walls, squinting in the dim light, at first, it seemed that this was it, that this small muddy chamber was all that lay down here, but eventually she found a point of egress. Ling Qi couldn't say she was particularly enthused by it though. The only exit aside from her rope turned out to be a tight, muddy tunnel with a ceiling so low that she was going to have to crawl on hands and knees to get through it.

After a moment's hesitation Ling Qi sighed and kneeled down in the mud, peering down the tunnel. It retained the dim lighting from the strange crystals thankfully, but the crawl was still going to be highly uncomfortable. She scowled as she leaned forward, hands sinking into the mud with a wet splorch as she began to shuffle forward. She hated tight spaces like, absolutely hated them. So she kept moving as quickly as she could manage, alternating her gaze between the tunnel ahead and the ground below as it became wetter and wetter. Several times she nearly slipped on the increasingly deep mud, but she managed to avoid face planting into the muck. The cheap clothing she had bought was less lucky though, and by the time she could see the end of the tunnel her sleeves and top were sporting several rips inflicted where they had caught on the crystals.

For all that she felt relief as she poked her head out of the narrow tunnel and into the open space beyond, she was still brought up short by the sight that met her eyes. Not only did the tunnel open drop off into knee deep water, but the temperature had suddenly dropped as well, enough that her breath was coming out in puffs of steam. As she warily climbed to her feet, wincing at the sound of the water lapping around her knees, she confirmed what she had been hoping was a trick of the light. The chamber now had three other passages leading out from it… and every wall was coated in a solid layer of ice, from which her own reflection stared in the dim crystal light.

It somehow made her skin crawl, to have her own gaze reflected back at her from multiple directions like that. She looked positively filthy, her hair was askew, her arms coated in mud up to the elbows, and her clothing tattered from the passage. Grimacing, she took care of at least one of those things, washing away the silt and mud on her hands away in the icy water.

She didn't like this place, not at all. Ignoring her unsettling reflections for the moment, she glanced between the three passages. They seemed identical, so she would just have to pick one and start walking. After a moment, she chose the leftmost one, and after a moment's thought, flipped a knife out of her sleeve to try and mark the icy mirror that made up the wall… it failed though, the knife's edge only grinding uselessly against the reflective plane. Scowling at the place her knife had failed to mark, Ling Qi instead crouched down, shivering as the water soaked into her clothes further, and returned with a handful of mud that she instead smeared over the mirror. She was going to mark her path one way or the other.

Wits+Composure+Spiritual Cultivation
4, 4, 1, 5. -1 Success+2 Cultivation success. 1 Success

Navigating the strange icy passages proved difficult though, at first, when the tunnel was merely straight, it was easy enough, but the tunnel quickly began to curve, twist, and split, and the reflective walls only made it harder particularly as they gradually began to distort, showing off a twisted view that made her head spin as she tried to navigate the labyrinthine passages. It didn't help that all the while, she could feel her sense of unease skyrocketing, and that even with her efforts to mark the walls, she was feeling less and less sure of whether she could find her way back. She couldn't afford to turn back...

"Why didn't you kill him?" Ling Qi whipped around, a knife already in hand as a distorted voice sounded from less than a meter behind her, only to find herself staring into her own distorted reflection, in the curved mirror of the wall behind her. For a moment, as she stared into her own shadowed eyes, she thought she had simply been hearing things, but then the image cocked it's head to the side, and crossed it's mud stained arms over it's chest.

She hadn't moved at all.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Her reflection repeated, it's eyes narrowed and pitiless. "He's a threat. You should have killed him."

"I didn't need too," the words slipped out before she could really think about it, even as she inched backwards, away from the unsettling doppelganger. "I-I already beat him. There wasn't any reason to go further," she didn't quite know why she was explaining herself to the thing wearing her face, but if it wanted to talk that gave her time to find an exit… there was another split behind her, she was pretty sure the left one wasn't real though, just another twisted reflection.

Unfortunately her inching backwards did not prevent the mirror thing from stepping forward through the plane of the mirror as if it were merely water. "Ah, so you were just being a coward again," it responded neutrally. "That's not really surprising," it added condescendingly.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Ling Qi snapped, the things attitude irked her as such things always did, but it seemed worse to hear it in her own voice. "There's nothing cowardly about showing mercy."

"What mercy?" the thing asked, it's expression warping into an ugly sneer. "You don't give a damn about that idiot. You're just afraid to get your hands dirty. Or do you really believe you've never killed anyone? How delusional are you?"

"I haven't" Ling Qi responded, her uneasiness increasing all the more the longer this went on. Should she just run? This was obviously some kind of spirit trick. "I-I'm a just a thief, not a murderer," she was babbling, was this part of the trick, something making her want to keep talking?

"Liar, liar. Ling Qi's such a liar," she stiffened as a second voice, high pitched and childish sounded from behind her, a slow look over her shoulder made her silently curse. The path behind her had gone dark, all of the crystals beyond a half dozen meters extinguished. Sitting in front of the inky cloud, seemingly in mid air was… another reflection of sorts. It was her, as she had been right after running away from home. She felt a stab of regret as her eyes caught on the flower shaped jade ornament keeping the little girls unruly hair in check. That had been her last birthday gift, and it had broken a few months after she had run away.

The child reflection grinned, seemingly noticing where her eyes had gone. "Did you already forget Wei? He really thought you were gonna pull him up after you, you know? How about old man Shen? Even after he gave you bread, you still stole his blankets when winter came." The thing leaned forward on it's invisible seat, and added in a conspiratorial whisper, "they both died you know."

Ling Qi suddenly felt colder than before even as she tried to keep both spirits in sight. This… how would they… were these spirits plucking things from her mind. Her rising panic wasn't helped by the simple fact that the thing was speaking of real events, but still. "Wei… knew the risks when we decided to break into that shop," she said defensively, that had been the first and only time she had partnered with someone. "If I had stopped I would have gotten caught too, and… he didn't die. I mean, the guards caught him, but…" How was she supposed to get out of this.

The older reflection let out a derisive snort. "Idiot, do you think that scrawny little dumbass survived long after the beating he got?" It rolled it's eyes as she fell silent from the interruption. "And he said he'd protect us. As if anyone could do that."

"You didn't even try to say anything about the old man," the child added with a giggle. "I could bring up some more, but we don't even know most of their names!"

"Cut the crap," Ling Qi responded, her hand tightening on the grip of the knife. "E-enough with that us and we garbage too," she added, slipping further into rougher speech. "What do you want? This… this is some kind of test, right? Get to the point." She had to hope it was, because the lights were winking out one by one around her, steadily shrinking the circle of light she had to see by. If she needed too, she could break through the child things direction, but...

"If it is then you already failed," the older one sneered. "Do you really think the sect wants a disloyal coward like us anywhere in their upper ranks? Especially if we can't even bring ourselves to dirty our hands? We're meant to be a warm body on the front line at best."

"Stop calling me that!" Ling Qi snapped. "I am not a coward. If you're really me then you know damn well that I just… I just did what I needed to do," the justification sounded lame even to her. "Besides… I can be better now, right? I'm a cultivator, improving myself is what it's all about!" She straightened her shoulders a bit, glaring at them defiantly, and was it just her, or had a few of the crystals flickered back on?

"If you weren't a coward, you would have talked to mama when you saw her in the market last year," the child reflections voice cuts in, sounding subdued instead of gleeful as she idly kicks her feet, sending the painstakingly stitched hem of her dress flapping. "We saw how thin she was."

"If you weren't disloyal, you wouldn't have left mom to rot just because you didn't like your fucking lessons," the older one growled.

Ling Qi's free hand balled into a fist even as the circle of light shrank. "I couldn't be what she wanted, and I was just costing her money besides. She… she was better off without me, and me without her."

"Liar."

"Coward."

"You don't think about anyone else at all when you run," the both said with eerie synchronicity. "Ling Qi runs, Ling Qi hides, and Ling Qi only loves herself. That is who we are," there's something wrong with their voices now, they seem distorted, as if speaking through water. The last of the lights were flickering out now, and she could barely see either of them, save for the eyes the glowed eerily still in the dark. Staring at her with derision and pity.

She didn't… she wasn't really like that, was she? Was that the kind of person she was?

...It was so dark, and she felt so tired all of a sudden, this whole test… it had been ridiculous to think she could pass in the first place, hadn't it?

[] Accept the truth
[] Defy the cold reflection
[] Defy the child reflection
[] Enough mind games, Attack
[] Write in?
 
Killer
Killer

Navigating the strange icy passages proved difficult though, at first, when the tunnel was merely straight, it was easy enough, but the tunnel quickly began to curve, twist, and split, and the reflective walls only made it harder particularly as they gradually began to distort, showing off a twisted view that made her head spin as she tried to navigate the labyrinthine passages. It didn't help that all the while, she could feel her sense of unease skyrocketing, and that even with her efforts to mark the walls, she was feeling less and less sure of whether she could find her way back. She couldn't afford to turn back...

A clapping sound. Ling Qi whirled, knife in her hand, pulse pounding in her ears.

She found herself standing in front of her. Different. The same. Blood dripped from her hands, droplets spraying with each clap. There was something wrong with her smile. Ling Qi looked down: her own knife shone wetly in the strange, crystal light. Compulsively, she wiped it on her robes, her motions suddenly jerky and erratic.

Sing-song, the bloodied her said, smiling: "Why'd you kill him?"

Ling Qi licked her lips. "He was a - he was a threat. If he'd survived and come back at us with a grudge-"

The smile fell away. A roll of the eyes replaced it. "Ling Qi, Ling Qi, Ling Qi. Girl please. Look at him. Another rich idiot. He's been training for at least what - a year? Maybe more? And he couldn't even make as much progress as you did in a month? He wasn't a threat. Tell me the truth, Ling Qi."

"Remember what Mother said," a shriller, higher voice whispered, Ling Qi turned to see herself as a child, struggling with a needle and thread as it worked on patching a tear in a dress that was slowly getting soaked in mud, "you can lie to the world, Ling Qi, but you shouldn't lie to yourself."

Ling Qi backed away from her child self, shaking her head.

"Mother said that, but she meant for me not to lie to her. She didn't - she didn't know anything. It's been a month, and already I am," she ripped open her money pouch with clumsy fingers, showing the spoils she'd earned, "already I have more than she has had in her entire life!"

"So it was greed, then?" A voice said behind her, amused. Ling Qi whipped around, her tokens scattering on the ground as she dropped them. Her bloody self smiled as it picked up the sun token. A smear of red had turned its golden color a bright, glittering crimson. "A better answer, but incomplete, I think."

Ling Qi knew that they were spirits. She knew it, but still she wanted to scream.

Spirits. Be damned spirits. She had heard stories of unwary travelers, lost in the mountains, eaten and worse. Her first experience had been positive, but that was a thing of Greater Spirits. Her second was, well, it was just part of a test. It was just part of a test and yet already she wanted to go. Just drop everything and leave. There were things in her head that she didn't want them to poke around with.

After a few tries, she managed: "It wasn't - I didn't kill him because I wanted his money. I want to survive. I will survive."

"Liar," her child self said behind her. "Liars get their mouths washed out with lye."

She could hear her mother's voice, echoing, a step behind.

"Shut up," she whispered.

There was a moment where reality made a small misstep and space expanded and contracted wildly. Her bloody self winked out, her child self winked in, staring at her accusingly. "You think you're better than Mother is. You, a murderer?"

The words leaped out before she could stop them: "She's a whore."

Her child self leaped right back at her. "And she is a thousand times better than you are. You ran away. You took her money when you did. You know how little she had. Did you even care?"

Her shame. Maybe her greatest. Of all the steps she had taken in life, it had been the hardest. Her voice shook. "I - I needed -"

"And when you saw her at the market last year? You had money, then. You saw how thin she looked. What do you think happens to old whores after they lose their youth and looks? After they lose everything they saved to pathetic, whining, faithless, murdering children?"

"I- I-"

Reality contracted. Expanded. Her bloody self stood in front of her, scratching its head. Ling Qi tried not to shake. Her bloody self patted her shoulder.

"Ai ya, always so dramatic that one. Let's go back to your answer. You didn't kill him out of greed, but rather self-defense? Even though he was so weak?" An eyebrow arched in a way she wouldn't have been able to. "Explain."

"You -" she stomped her foot, making the mud squelch. She couldn't find her mental center. "You know how nobles are. They have friends. They have - they have connections. He'd have found a way to get back at me."

"A little paranoid, don't you think?"

"No, Just realistic."

"So, let's be realistic. Do you think his life was worth less to you than a little inconvenience?"

That brought her up short. Scenarios rushed through her head. Dark nights, ambushes in corridors. "He could have-"

Her bloody self waved the objections away. "Do you trust your friends so little? Do you not think that if he killed you, they wouldn't get revenge on your behalf? Face it, you're one of them now. Tutored by Meizhen, taking advantage of the kindness of Han Jian, trying to make alliances with that touchy-feely bookworm. You're practically a noble, making alliances with people who will back you up. You even kill like one, now. No thoughts except for me, me, me."

"But that was always you, wasn't it?" her child self said behind her. "You're a murderer."

"You're a parasite. All take and no give."

"You don't think about anyone else at all," the both said with eerie synchronicity. "Ling Qi kills, Ling Qi steals, and Ling Qi only loves herself. That is who we are," there's something wrong with their voices now, they seem distorted, as if speaking through water. The last of the lights were flickering out now, and she could barely see either of them, save for the eyes the glowed eerily still in the dark. Staring at her with derision and pity.

She didn't… she wasn't really like that, was she? Was that the kind of person she was?

...It was so dark, and she felt so tired all of a sudden, this whole test… it had been ridiculous to think she could pass in the first place, hadn't it?

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Omake Author's Note: My take on the what if alternate route. :V
 
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