Raxion looked over his shoulder, "and your following me why?" he asked as he grabbed some metals from the table and put them into a trough. He moved over to the forge where he put the trough over the fire so the metals could melt.

Ronoro shrugged. "I don't know, honestly. Just interested to see what you do and how what works. Maybe if I can... even help you?" He replied.

"there you go again wanting to help me." He said as he watched the metals melt. "Why do you persist so much?" He asked.

"Because.. oddly enough.. I want to be your friend... and gain you trust..?" Ronoro replied, not so sure of himself.

"right..." Raxion said as he poured the metal into another trough that had a shape to it. He let it sit and cool for awhile. "do you know how to fight?" Raxion asked out of the blue.

Ronoro pondered the question. "Hand-to-hand, yes. But not with a weapon of some sort if that's what you're inferring." he replied.

Raxion looked at his little brother, "would you like to learn how to fight with a weapon?" he asked as he slowly poured water on the metal to cool it off faster.

Seeing this as a chance to possibly bond with his brother, Ronoro jumped at the idea. "Would you? Wow! That'd be so awesome!" he replied with excitement in his voice.

Raxion put the metal away, "this stuff can wait for later." he said as he went and grabbed two wooden swords and walked outside.

Not sure what exactly to do, Ronoro took a sword and held it in a awkward position. Unfamilar with how to properly wield the blade.

"hold the blade that is best comfortable for you," Raxion began, "for your sword is pretty much just an extension to your arm." He held his sword softly in his right hand his right foot facing his brother. "the part you have to worry about is having good footing, balance is key to your whole fighting style." He added, "other than that the rest you will have to learn," he said, "for i find the best way to fight is with your own style other than one that has been taught down the lines." He grinned softly.

Understanding slowly on what Raxion was saying, Ronoro held his blade freely in a one handed stance. Holding his sword in a back handed style. Grinning at the new found discovery as a novice. "You enjoy this, don't you?" Ronoro asked teasingly.

"Are you sure one hand is enough?" Raxion swung his sword down with all his strength at his little brother.

Slightly taken off guard, Ronoro still in his back handed stance, parried Raxion's downward blow and retorted with a horizontal back hand slash.

Raxion stuck his sword in the ground to block his brothers attack and kicked out at his brother aiming for his stomach.

Surprised his attack hadn't hit, Ronoro trying to keep it together noticed Raxion's foot coming towards him, almost without thinking he grabbed it and flicked it upwards.