(http://i898.photobucket.com/albums/ac182/MatthewO_RP/GregoriSmall.png) The clang of steel rang out, the sword in Gregori's hand vibrating a bit... he stepped back slightly, and parried another blow, and another after that, his eyes filled with a quiet intensity... which looked somewhat out of place when one saw his opponent, a scrawny teenager, likely barely over 16.<br/><br/>"Hold!" His voice was quiet, but firm, and the boy pulled his sword back quickly "Your form is good, but you're leaving your side exposed... hold it a little lower.... like that, right?" The man continued his instructions, seeming like a fairly normal teacher... that is, except for the ornate collar around his neck. Gregori, like the rest of his clan, was property of the noble family that held this castle, teaching wasn't his job, so much as his duty in life.<br/><br/>"Alright, now try it again, come at me!" The boy rushed forward, and Gregori readied his blade... but the strike never came, the world suddenly seeming to go black for a moment. Blinking, trying to figure out what had just happened, the man's eyes widened in confusion as he saw the maze around him "What the... m'lord, are you here? Are you alright?.... Anyone?"