I remember when I met Darion. We were both being trained in Teldrassil with the blade and bow. I never did understand what he was doing there. But, there he was…a human advancing his training with the rest of us at Shadowglen.
We ended up hunting together for quite some time, even making it so far as Darnassus. We immediately found Ilenia Moonfire, the weapon’s trainer. He had a great desire to use the bow, and I was interested in learning to use something other than my dagger if things got a little close. Ilenia Moonfire often paired us together as we worked on our respective choice of weapons. At times I thought she just wanted us to teach each other instead of bothering her!
So, there we were, teaching each other what we knew the other didn’t know. I taught about the bow, and he taught me about the blade. We laughed, had good natured competition, utterly enjoyed ourselves.
One day Ilenia Moonfire called us in to speak of our training. She smiled upon us, proud of our engagement, and willingness to help the other. She asked, “Zwingli, how would you describe your blade work?”
I thought about it for a minute. “Well,” I said. “The art of the Blade is beauty combined with discipline. Very similar to the Bow in my estimation.”
Ilenia Moonfire looked upon me with more than just a little surprise. “You would compare blade work to that of the Marksman? Hacking and slashing to the precision and concentration required to wield one of these great weapons?” as she hefted her bow in her hand.
“I…well, um. Err… Ilenia I’m sorry if I offend, it just seems that…” I sputtered.
“Enough Zwingli, I see you still have much training in your chosen vocation. Back to the target-bales with you!”
Dejected, I looked solomnly to the groud. But, for some reason I just had to glance over at Darion. His own head was downcast, not willing to look at the miffed instructor. But, at that moment he looked at me. He smiled, nodded his head, and mouthed the words, “I get it.”
On that day I knew I had found a friendship that would last well beyond the boughs and shadows of Teldrassil.