They worked hard to find out who this person was. The one who could not be harmed, the one who never needed a weapon, they WERE a weapon. And once the person was found, the seeker, and their siblings, went to them and said, politely. "Please, teach us, we wish to be your students."
@internutter/challenge-02669-g112-the-immortal-master -- Fighting Fit
Fel was a long time in finding hir. The Immortal Master didn't advertise and, in fact, preferred to stay out of public notice. There's something about being notorious as the best martial artist in the known universe that makes idiots want to try and beat them. Therefore, Master Twii tended to be both nomadic, and a lover of going incognito. However, a mighty need fuels inspired desperation. Those desperate enough will do whatever they can to get what they need.
Fel's people were already nomadic, so they knew a nomad's needs. They especially knew how to stay under the radar and avoid notice by keeping to the lower-security accommodations. Eating the less prestigious food. It was entirely possible for one cogniscent being to travel the breadth of known space on little or no money. That said, there were some things a Master like Twii could not live without.
Everyone has their little habits, for peace of mind, for sanity, for indulgence. It didn't matter the reason, only that they were constants in the stream of days. Such as, Master Twii enjoyed quiet contemplation with significant Nae'hyn populations, Jasmine clear tea, and large gardens. That, paired with "incidents" involving bold, brash people with an action-consequence disconnect, pointed out a path of movement, and potential places that Master Twii could move to.
Fel found hir in Big Tree Park, working through hir Kata for a very long time indeed. Longer than any regular Master of the martial arts. Master Twii was wearing an unassuming body that was... about. About average height. About average weight. Bland and forgettable and not standing out in any way at all. The kind of face that would pardon itself to get out of the way of the mild-mannered.
Fel knelt before the master, showing proper respect. "Master. Will you teach myself and my family? We need to learn."
Master Twii maintained hir Kata. "What do you seek to learn from me?"
"Everything we need to defend ourselves. We are small and weak, and often the victim of pirates. Sometimes, there are encounters in which we barely make it out alive. There are so few of us left. We need to protect ourselves. Please, Master. We have no wish to die out."
"If you had sought means to attack those weaker than you, I would have refused," said Master Twii. "I will teach. Gather your people here tomorrow morning. We will see what you can learn."
Fel respectfully left the Master to Hir excercises. Tomorrow... all of his people would have hope.
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