The Artificium of the Prard

[Defiance]

Prard'rav'ekkilei stood in the Main House training center, specifically designed to teaching the Tosehn. The Tosehn Artificium, a martial arts invented to adapt to the advancing galaxy. A martial arts that once corrupted the Prard family into near-extinction. But now Drave stood to teach the art that he had already mastered to the future generations. He hoped on their better judgement, they would use the skills they learned wisely.

"Welcome, welcome, cousins."

Drave stood proud and tall. His clothing was light, and the same was expected for all those present.

"Today, you will begin training on one of the most closely-kept and most efficient martial arts in the galaxy. They are to be used wisely, and I trust that each of you will use the skills I give you with intelligence."

"What is the Tosehn? It was created, once, by our first recorded ancestor. His name was Prard'rak'nuroudo. He was a well-rounded man, and a bohemian. His wise philosophy once caused us to rise from nearly nothing. As you all know, this philosophy eventually became corrupted and led up to the events of the Great Battle. He also made many innovative engineering discoveries. Greatest of all his achievements was the Tosehn Artificium. The Artificium was an idea that tackled the Mandalorian's advanced weaponry and enhanced skills, the Jedi or Sith with the Force, and the widespread idea of the blaster. Drakn studied the fighting styles across the galaxy and effectively created his own martial arts for the Chiss. This is the very fighting style that you will be learning today. It is a great honor to be bestowed upon you all."

The point that these very words were given from the Family Head to the rest only magnified the importance this was in Prard, or even Chiss, culture. It was indeed a great honor.

 

[Holiday]

Dahlia sighed in discontent. She had come here to expand her knowledge, not to listen to someone wind themselves on a history lesson. She already knew that it was an honour to be taught the Tosehn, and it didn't need to be reiterated to her in a monotonous lecture. She had no choice but to comply, and so continued to remain silent as she idly ran the palm of her hand across her smooth hair, delicately tied back into a perfect ponytail.

Her clothes for this lesson were a light brown and form fitting. The top clung to her body, stopping at the midriff of her stomach. A single sleeve covered her left arm, though there was no such sleeve on the opposite side. Her leggings were just as simple as the top, and a brown half-skirt draped down to her thighs from the back. Her clothes would allow her to retain full mobility, and were also deceptive at the same time. It was often that she had been underestimated for the simple fact that she was female, and she had learned how to use her delicate appearance to mask the monster lurking within.

The less people knew, the better.