.:Claymore RP:. First Mission; Training Survival of the Fittest
First Mission: Beginnings.
Prologue: In the midst of the dense jungle rich with native wildlife and forest so thick and vast even the most experienced mountain bandits can easily lose their bearing, an event took place amongst the hidden Organization known as Claymore. Huge trees, giant roots easily half the size of a full grown man and the morning sun lighting up the hidden dew beneath the wild umkempt grass bore witness to the event below as it rose up hastily nearing towards mid day. Trainees of the finest breed, the lone survivors of the hundreds produced in the same generation entered the area, some eager with anticipation whilst others growing anxious at the coming event with so much of their numbers gathering which hardly if ever occured at least not during the isolation their training so far has granted them. It was not surprising given that many of them had been deprived of such environment ever since they were brought to uphold the future generation of ranks in the Claymore organization whether they wished for it or not.
Within the forest lay vast amount of space caressing the cheeks of those who walk within with cool eastern breeze. Sounds of footstep echoed as the trainees followed their retainers into the depths of the ocean of trees giving off strong scent of oak and great pine the size of a colossal tower. Trees here grew intimidatingly huge, many of the trainees awed at the naturally born towers of which not even the ones brought up from jungles had seen before.
Looking up towards the sky now showering with bright sunlight they bathed in the comforting warmth they've lacked throughout their last minute trainings within their respective cells. Despite being filtered by many trees that rose up towards the sky, the light still reached them regardless as if indicating despite their ill begotten fate that they must now bare salvation still reached them for they still carried their humanity even within their corrupted bodies.
Many Claymore trainees have gathered here today on orders of the elder Rimuto ;let pawns be tested and deployed then determine the strong from the weak as the elusive organization beckons to take action...
Overview Objective: Final testing for all trainees. This test will determine your ranking.
Black Cloak Briefing: Due to an oversight of a particularly powerful creature, warriors ranked 40 to 47 have been killed. This is your chance to be instated as a warrior. We are looking at your swordsmanship, ability to detect Yoma, awareness of surroundings and overall fighting potential. This forest shall be your final testing ground before deployment to your respective area given by your ranking. This forest is both a common trade route to travelling merchants and coincidentally its been notified as a habitat for a reasonable force of Yoma most likely banded together to feed off the merchant vessels as they pass through the mountain pass. There has been warrant for the extermination of these creatures from the neighbouring village and soldiers have been deployed many returning heavily injured or never returning at all. We have taken this opportunity to exterminate the yoma as a testing ground for the trainees to determine your ranking and graduation to become a Claymore. You will be watched from a far distance by the Eye and your retainers and expected to treat this as a real live combat putting your lives at risks as failure to survive will mean death by the hands of the Yoma. You're task is to silently and efficiently eliminate the targets within the allotted time frame but you must keep yourself unknown to human soldiers who could also be patrolling the area as we must keep this mission secretive from outside sources. You will be watched however danger of death is potentially high as we will not intervene so treat this task seriously not as a simple training drill.
Two men dressed in full black attires sat at the base of the monstrously tall tree observing the claymore trainees from a great distance through the help of their escorts. Discussion took place amongst themselves in regards to the survival rate of the fresh products as well as the hidden dangers that lies ahead for the unknowing trainees.
"Originally this would be regarded as a mission befitting of a team composed of 5 to 6 with a single digit in command due to the size of the area as well as the infestation that rivals Lake Viotaric but it looks like Rimuto wants to filter them in the most efficient way possible. I must say he picks the fastest solution to handpicking them" hands clasped into a form of prayer tha man spoke towards his fellow examiner with a wry smile, his eyes peering down at the shorter man through those dark glasses.
"You make it sound like we're heartless Rubel." The shorter man robed in black smirked at the other as the two men enjoyed the sight while under the protective custody of the two other male warriors dressed in full armaments.
"While at it why don't we play a little guessing game on the strong one, whether she will survive the survival test or die under the trainees blades."
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