They had wooden knives with red dye, and were very stealthy on their feet. They came silently at the hellkin, but not to kill. This was merely a test of skill. -- BKF
Of all the truths known to the Martialist community, one is whispered amongst students: Only a Master can beat a Master.
It had rustled its way through the student accommodations in Hidden Cloud on the day that a seventeen-year-old Hellkin had defeated Master Bai in a duel. For weeks, the entire Dojo worried that the devilborn they all despised would take over the place. Their worries were unfounded.
That was decades, and numerous adventures ago. That selfsame Hellkin had not only grown up, but also grown into an old man. Finding innovative ways to teach his students or, as it happened, test his Adepts.
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