Surprisingly the breakfast hall was relatively quiet and unoccupied. Ylrid had thought for sure he would run into Lord Bennington that morning, but from a conversation he overhead the good Lord had left early to make a business adventure to a nearby area, he hadn't heard exactly where, but by the sound of things he was going to be gone all day. That was perfect for Ylrid and his plans since he had little to worry about in terms of being interrupted by the jealous pursuer. Of course he had hoped that he had taken care of Lord Bennington's jealousy for the time being, but some things were hard to predict and the jealousy of man was one of those things.<br/><br/>Once the morning meal was over, he headed out to the location he had previously spoken of and began to prepare the area. The hard part was not knowing what Eira's powers were, so he was unsure of whether there would be fires to put out, which was his primary concern. The only other issue he was wary of was the fact that if she could teleport landing in a tree and splicing her body would have drastic consequences. It was why so few teleporters lasted past training, and why some more powerful mages suppressed the ability in their pupils. There was a small clearing where he was, and as Ylrid was moving some branches and grass to make a spot with nothing but dirt he heard someone approach.<br/><br/>Seeing Eira approach he let out a small chuckle, not because she looked funny, but because she had come dressed similar to himself. He clapped a few times to applaud her preparation. "Glad to see you came dressed like a warrior, prepared to do battle. Though honestly if we do battle today I would be surprised, though you may end up dirty so that was an excellent choice overall." Ylrid pulled the last few tall blades of grass and point to the spot, "stand here, and face that way," he pointed to the trees farthest away from them to the west. As he waited for her to move into the spot, not figuring she would question his methods, he spoke some more. "You may find that my methods are a bit.... rough at times, even harsh. While training my goal is for you to learn, I am not to be your friend, those kinds of emotions will get in the way. After and before training we can be chum chum, but during it is strictly business, am I clear my Lady?" As the speech had progressed his tone had grown serious. He was going to start off soft, but things were going to get progressively harder. The plan being to have her focus her energy on the inside, see if any element of any kind spoke to her. After some time if no progress was shown he was going to make her angry, he found that emotion to be most one of the most useful with self defense being the other. If it came to it he would come close to threatening her life, even going so far as to strike her with lightning if necessary.