BigPapaBelial

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

Seung Bik

Seung in "prayer"

Seung Bik

Name: Seung Bik
Alias: Coppercore
Age: 28
Gender: Male

Personality:
● Gruff ● Careful
● Straight-forward ● Unbelieving
● Caring ● Worrying
● Forthright ● Protective

Background:

It's a fairly well known fact that Earth Kingdom citizens are not the most spiritually inclined of the four nations. As their Benders tend to be very earthy in their ideals. And them being so diverse culturally, as let's face it the Earth Kingdom is the most massive of all the other nations, well there are so many beliefs and cultural nuances it's hard to adhere to just one system. But there is something that the Benders find very inclined to keep. It's the varying styles of Earth Bending, that give life to Earth bending. So Bik went to great lengths to gather all the literature, pictures and evidence of all the varying styles of Earth bending. Finding manuscripts on lava, sand and metal bending. Finding books written by this or that Avatar, finding one of Toph Beifong's own metal whip assemblies. He even found a very obscure mention of Mud-Bending and it's applications among both Earth Benders and Water Benders. Seung did his level best to create a repository of all things Earth Bending and its variations. He did this all between the ages of 18 and 26. Devoted to his quest to make sure Earth Bending has a archive of it's intricacies and the various arts and details.

Seung for all this is a passable Earth Bender. And had to find and even hire people who had ability in the variations of Earth Bending to keep them alive. The repository eventually became something of an unofficial academy and temple and with the help of much older benders, it became a place for all earth Benders to come together. It took him almost 8 years to do this. And by the age of 26 he'd managed to create something for all Earth Benders. He spent a year curating and care taking the Academy of Earth-Bending Arts.

It was this dedication that got him an invite to the White Lotus Society. His dogged, and let's face it, very Earth Bender approach to perserving the Earth Bending ways, well it got the notice of the WLS. He had worked in the Academy for a mere year after his personal quest before the White Lotus Society asked him to join. They wanted to help him, and in turn he was invited to become a junior member of the Society and continue his work within the Society and at the Academy for Earth Bending Arts as it'd come to be known.

Goblins of the Wilds

Id gladly come along for the ride again

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Oli Cinter

Oli had gone jogging down the halls intending to track down the three, and deliver the news to them in person. He had gone down a whole flight of stairs when he summoned one half of The Great Ali and face palmed. The almighty smack of the Arm against his face echoed shortly down the halls and the stair well. The leather cestus gauntlets left a wide red mark on his face after he pulled it away and then dissipated into the air. The grey haired man sighed, "I am an idiot. May her majesty forgive my stupidity." He about faced and headed for the teachers collective offices, these being apart from his own personal offices down in the gym area. These are usually used when a teacher has need to get access quickly. Their own little cubicle to do quick work and store information. Oli burst through the door just short of the Kool-Aid man. He stood in the doorway briefly looking around to see if any other staff were in the room. Then with a grin made for his cubicle, sliding into it and booting his personal computer up.

After a short but he's logged in, and into the email system. He hums softly.

To: OHelgrem, HDurand, JQuinn
From: OCinter
Topic: Special School assignment
Gentlemen, Good morning,
I know I don't usually do this, but the school has need of your attention and services. For an extremely important event coming up. If you're interested, and I really hope you are gentlemen, please report to the Gym Office as soon as you can please. I'll join you there shortly.
Oli Cinter

Oli made sure everything is there then nods, "Alright, and off you get!" And soon,an email is sent to the three young men he's trying to track down.

Logging out of his computer and turning the screen off he gets back to his feet and with a quick hop he's out the door, waving to the few other staff members in the room before making his way down to the gym and his office down there. Wondering if he'll get there first, or he'll walk into to see the three of them there waiting.

Jordan Quinn

Jordan had just lined up another shot, he'd hit eleven of the bottles so far, with a total of fourteen shots. Which isn't bad if you think about it. This next shot should be twelve. He bites his lower lip softly, ignoring the soft jingle in his pants pocket of a message received. Ca-snap! La Longue Carabine fires, a blue bolt of solid energy lashing out...

And tips the bottle he was aiming at! So close! Jordan lowers the musket-like weapon, and goes about reloading for the next shot, when his phone jingles again to let him know of the message. With a sigh he pulls it out, tapping out his access code then looking at the email, "Special School assignment...Oscar and Henry are in on this too?" He knows of them, not exactly friends, not that he didn't want to be, but despite anything Jordan can be shy sometimes. He nods, "Well whatever this is..." He looks around at the bottles, "Better clean up first..." He looks around at the empty court, "I don't think anyone will mind..." He starts taking bottles and tucking them away where they won't be in the way, so he can come back some other times set some up and shoot, if Vazquez is going to be a dick more then well he wanted to make sure.

Takes the long haired Canadian abit, but soon he's starting to make his way towards the athletics section of the school, and Coach Cinter's office there.

@dragonpiece@Th3King0fChaos

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

@Dio Yeah I do apologize about that. I tried to make him as old as I could. But yeah for all that he did, I figured he was more of a really passionate and dedicated 16 year old who just tried as damned hard as he could. If there wasn't an age limit I'd have made him at most 30 maybe 32.

But if you want me to change things around to try and make it work better I can do that. I don't want to mess up your CS any or your own story background.

Just let me know. I'm okay with changing his back story. Or adding a few years on, which ever you're okay with.

♠ Showdowns & Saddles ♠

I deeply apologize I'm havign way too much fun with Mistihkoman.

♠ Showdowns & Saddles ♠

It's an interesting thing, to see a man, even a red skin like Mistihkoman get angry, truly angry. The kind of anger that makes a man want to take a life. But the words that come out of the squat native's mouth are calm, almost dangerously so. As he speaks his nostrils flare, "I don't know if you're stupid, over confident, or cocky." He suddenly leaps, crashing down on top of the table, now towering over Logan, forcing the man to look up at him, and the paired weapons in his hands, "So I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, and hope you're joking. But if the next words out of your mouth are another insult..."

He took a deep breath then shrugged off his vest and with a motion opened his shirt, bare skin, nothing to stop a blade or a bullet. He grinned dangerously, "I'll make you a promise Logan, I can hear others rousing around us. More moniyew hired hands? Patsy's for your command." His eyes opened wide and almost flashed, "But I make you this promise Logan. I'm right here...right now...your friends might get me in a rush, might get the soldier, and might get the bounty hunter, but before they can lay a hand on me." He lowers himself to the ground, his legs tense, "I'll have my hands, on you." He grinned then in a spine tingling moment of almost joy he lets out a war cry, a high, powerful blast of sound from deep in his chest, sounding almost like the howl of a wolf, the screech of an eagle and the chitter of a bear all at once, coming from the lungs of a braid haired hunter and scout perched above Logan, "I give you this chance right now, run away, out the back, out the front, through a window. But before this is over, many of us will be bleeding on the floor, and one of them will you white man. I make this promise to you now. And a Cree man does not break his promises."

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Oliver Cinter

Oli had been up early anyway, having gone to bed very early actually so he could be up super early to finish his lesson plans for the week. Phys-Ed and Math weren't subjects you could just fly by the seat of your pants. One is a phyically and mentally draining subject that left people in tears and crying for mercy, and the other one was gym time. He'd been writing and checking his source materials when his cell phone had beeped. The grey haired brit looks at the screen seeing a message from the director. Reading the summons he'd grabbed his long coat slipped on his gloves and jumped into his boots. He'd raced through the halls, don't want to keep the director waiting.

After abit he'd entered, just a few moments behind Johnny it seems. He'd clapped on the shoulder as he slipped by him giving him a big grin, "John! Hey there." He stopped in place then bowed to Director Bathala, "Sir! Good..." He looked at his phone quickly, "Morning. Got your message." After the whole greeting thing he'd sat down in one of the arm chairs. The grey haired Brit pursed his lips, "Mr. Legazpi? Yes I know of him." He listened on then quirked an eyebrow, "It's been awhile since someone called me honest of all things Boss." He chuckles, "I was a punk and a bully, a little bit of a liar and a cheat as well. Sure I'm more temperate now, but honest is a new one on me." He laughs, then nods, "I'll keep an eye on him when I can."

He leans forward to look at the contents of the dossier, "Mister's Quinn, Helgrem and Durand? Okay. I'll see if I can track down Durand and Helgrem. If you're up to tracking down Mr. Quinn? how's that sound John?" He smiles and gets up bowing again to the Director and slapping Johnny on the shoulder again, "By your leave Director I'll go get started."

Jordan Quinn

Jordan stood at the door to the shooting range. The schedule had his name on it, but it's clear that Vazquez had just countermanded it all and booked the place over him, almost all day. He booted the door leaving a boot print on the paint, "You've got to be kidding me!?" He sighed and started to pace just outside the range, "What do I gotta do...well hell..." He looked around, the windows were too high to climb too, and most of them were barred over. He couldn't jimmy the lock on the door either or he'd get in deep crap from one of the proctors.

The long haired Canadian paced awhile more then hummed, "Okay fine...if I gotta do this like we would do on the Rez then so be it." He made sure no one is watching him then darted for the nearest recycle bin, gathering as many bottles as he can, sticking them in every pocket he can manage, carrying a bundle of them under his left arm, and more in his right. Taking some thirty or so with him, "Suck it Virg. I'm not going to let you spoil my training time. I have a free half hour to do with as I please! And I'm going to shoot! Shoot shoot shoot! And even if you booked the range you can't stop me from honing my aim!"

Looking a little goofy trying to sneak into the back reaches of the Academy grounds with thirty bottles in his arms and pockets but soon he's in a disused sports court in the back of the grounds. He'd have to set this up to make it worth the training, all kinds of angles and distances. He got to setting those bottles up. He only had so much time and he'd do his best to make use of it.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Jordan Quinn

Appearance:

Standing about 5 foot 9 inches and around 200 pounds

Name: Jordan Quinn

Age: 16

Nationality: Canadian, Cree First Nations

Noble Arm Name & Appearance:

La Longue Carabine

Noble Arm Rank: C+

Noble Arm Abilities:

Concussion Shot: Channeling a large amount of energy into the barrel of La Longue Carabine allows it to be create a short range blast of energy. This energy is not physical in nature instead can bt thought of as a very powerful Force Push (yes like the Jedi) launching anything lighter then a pick up truck with the force of said pick up truck hitting it. Good for clearing the ground in a cone in front of Jordan.

Quick Reload: Though an Arm, La Longue Carabine still has an ammo capacity, normally Jordan would reload every round, but in a pinch he can use some of the energy inherent in Arms to skip the reload entirely, this can be taxing if used too often.

Rapid Fire!: A combination power, Using Quick Reload in quick succession allows him to fire at a much faster rate, but this can of course be very taxing for Jordan, and cuts down the use time for that summon.

Personality:

Jordan is kind and caring. Has a smile for near everyone he meets. Growing up on a near ghetto environment on a First Nations Reservation has given him an appreciation for being destitute and poor. And learning he has a Noble Arm, and being taken into a fairly good community outside the reservation has shown him the other side of having needs and wants fulfilled. Jordan has a tendency to find a quiet place put on some First Nations cultural music and dance, just dance. He loves to do so, and doesn't mind at all if someone finds him and watches.

*Likes: A rainy day, good food, a good cup of tea, music and dancing, honing his aim

*Dislikes: People who brag, bullies

Fears: Losing his culture, failing the expectations of his family and community

Bio: Born among the many indigenous nations of Canada, to Plains Cree parents, he can trace his near pure blood back atleast 4 generations. A point of pride for him. A family that has been together and happy and part of the community for quite awhile. He grew up in a semi-slum/ghetto environment, with neither of his parents having gone to anything higher then highschool. This instilled in Jordan and intense need to prove his worth to family and community. He did his level best to be as good as he could in academics, did his bes to avoid drugs and booze. He tried his best to become a model young man. But it was when he was young that something truly amazing happened.

He had been hunting with his grandfather and uncle. Two men that were more father then his own father who had been a product of the Residential schools. While they were out hunting deer they came across signs of bear. And his grandfather believing it best to fall back some lead the way. Jordan's uncle took up the rear while Jordan walked between the two. It was so very sudden when a huge grizzly came charging out of the trees to their left. Knocking Jordan's uncle to the ground before running by him and skidding to a stop. Grandfather shot a few times with their small .22 rifle maybe to try and scare it off. But it's what Jordan did that likely saved all three of them. Without realizing why he dropped to one knee, and produced a long walnut vinish, silver and platinum metal muscket, runes along the sides of the barrel and along the muzzle glowing blue. The shot the great weapon fired was a brillant blue white. And it knocked the bear over. It was later said that the awakening of a Noble Arm and the sound of it's first ever shot could be heard as far away as Edmonton, Alberta, 3 hours away.

Word got out, and though Canada's own five Noble Arms academies scouted him and promised great things. But he took a long shot. The Trinidad Noble Arms Academy sent him a one off invite. And he decided to take it. With a sponsership and scholarship from the Canadian Government he was sent off to Trinidad. He told himself he'd do everything he could to come out the other end, graduated and rejoin his people, as a fully educated and Arms-user and assist the Canadian Government.

*Current Goal: Make his family and community proud by being the first to graduate from a Internationally recognized Arms academy.

Student Rank: 507

And,

Oli Cinter, Professional PE Teacher

Appearance:

About 6 foot 10 inches tall, and 221 pounds

Name: Oliver Arthur Cinter aka The British Brawler

Age: 36

Nationality: British

Noble Arm Name & Appearance:

The Great Ali(base form)

Noble Arm Rank: B+

Noble Arm Abilities:

Form Change: Starting out in the base form, The Great Ali can undergo form changes to take on differing forms and styles. Each form has a different forte. The Blade Form is better for crowd control, while the clawed form is built for taking down armored foes. The Mace form is great for causing large amounts of damage to a single foe in a controlled but slow fashion.

Style Change: Normally Oli assumes a classic boxing style, which is neither good nor bad against anything. But having studied a variety of different martial arts in his spare time he can change in and out of Eastern Preying Mantis kung fu, Okinawan Karate, Satsuman Judo and Roman Pankration, giving him a variety of ways to come at a foe.

Flat Out Wave: Channeling a great deal of power into his fists, and not really overpowering any form in specific, Oli can create powerful blasts of force from his fists. These can be taxing and he needs to stay rooted to a spot, thus limiting his mobility when using this ability.

This Must Not Register on an Emotional Level(+): Super charging his own body, senses, reflexes, reaction times, sight, smell, hearing and touch, oli can ramp up his senses that he can react to even the smallest movement, instantly know what attack is coming and react so quickly that it almost seems like he's reading someones mind. While in this form his mouth, and eyes produce a bright yellow glow, and he almost seems to produce steam from his elbow joints, knee joints and shoulders. This ability is a Plus ability and will last only a few minutes (maybe a post or two) before it burns out and significantly cuts down the current summon period. Down to less then a few minutes before he has to let the summon go and recharge. This is essentially an all or nothing mode that is used only in dire circumstances.

Personality:

Jovial, kind and intellectual. Oli is a expert in his field of combat and a credited and highly educated teacher out of the United Kingdom. He's extremely intelligent and knowledgable and works to spread this intelligence to everyone he can. He always has a smile for student and staff member alike. And is always willing to sit and talk with students when they need someone to listen too.

*Likes: Academics, eclectic music, intellectual pursuits, the occasional no holds brawl

*Dislikes: So called "I'm-Smarter-then-you" people, attempts to downplay emergencies, overly sensitive people

Fears: Being unable to help those people who truly need help in a crisis

Bio:

Born in Lincolnshire, England, Oli started out as a your regular British tough, he went through his elementary and learned to use his fists early on, even back in elementary school he got into a few fights over some petty squabble. As he got into middle school and high school this only got worse. He even had a small little gang of boys and girls who banded together around him and another of his friends who were tougher then the rest and did most of the fighting for them. Into the later years of high school he and his little gang were thick as thieves.

But that turned around a little for Oli when his other friend who knew how to fight turned on him. There wa sa dust up in their little hide away that ended with the rest of the gang turning on Oli. Which ended up with him being beat up, and dumped out in the rain beaten and bruised. It took him a little bit but he got back on his feet and decided instead of relying on his fists he managed to get his grades up, and get into University, fighting for a Bachelor of Education. Somehow managing to major in Physical Education. Through out his post secondary he had honed his fighting ability though, not wanting to give up on what he felt good at. Learning Boxing, then a panoply of other martial arts. Al while managing to wrestle with his school work. Even with his Noble Arm coming in late while he was finishing up his Post Secondary education, he went through a whirlwind year long class at the university to help him learn how to use it.

It was after he graduated, 12th in his class but still decent, he went on to pursue his new vocation, teaching at various schools, but unable to utilize his noble arm because of normal school rules. He finally got a good chance the last headmaster of the Trinidad Academy hiring him on as a PE teacher, with a position as a Math teacher as well.

*Current Goal: Help to create and guide the next generation of Noble Arms users

Student Rank: Staff

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Jordan Quinn

Appearance:

Standing about 5 foot 9 inches and around 200 pounds

Name: Jordan Quinn

Age: 16

Nationality: Canadian, Cree First Nations

Noble Arm Name & Appearance:

La Longue Carabine

Noble Arm Rank: C+

Noble Arm Abilities:

Concussion Shot: Channeling a large amount of energy into the barrel of La Longue Carabine allows it to be create a short range blast of energy. This energy is not physical in nature instead can bt thought of as a very powerful Force Push (yes like the Jedi) launching anything lighter then a pick up truck with the force of said pick up truck hitting it. Good for clearing the ground in a cone in front of Jordan.

Quick Reload: Though an Arm, La Longue Carabine still has an ammo capacity, normally Jordan would reload every round, but in a pinch he can use some of the energy inherent in Arms to skip the reload entirely, this can be taxing if used too often.

Rapid Fire!: A combination power, Using Quick Reload in quick succession allows him to fire at a much faster rate, but this can of course be very taxing for Jordan, and cuts down the use time for that summon.

Personality:

Jordan is kind and caring. Has a smile for near everyone he meets. Growing up on a near ghetto environment on a First Nations Reservation has given him an appreciation for being destitute and poor. And learning he has a Noble Arm, and being taken into a fairly good community outside the reservation has shown him the other side of having needs and wants fulfilled. Jordan has a tendency to find a quiet place put on some First Nations cultural music and dance, just dance. He loves to do so, and doesn't mind at all if someone finds him and watches.

*Likes: A rainy day, good food, a good cup of tea, music and dancing, honing his aim

*Dislikes: People who brag, bullies

Fears: Losing his culture, failing the expectations of his family and community

Bio: Born among the many indigenous nations of Canada, to Plains Cree parents, he can trace his near pure blood back atleast 4 generations. A point of pride for him. A family that has been together and happy and part of the community for quite awhile. He grew up in a semi-slum/ghetto environment, with neither of his parents having gone to anything higher then highschool. This instilled in Jordan and intense need to prove his worth to family and community. He did his level best to be as good as he could in academics, did his bes to avoid drugs and booze. He tried his best to become a model young man. But it was when he was young that something truly amazing happened.

He had been hunting with his grandfather and uncle. Two men that were more father then his own father who had been a product of the Residential schools. While they were out hunting deer they came across signs of bear. And his grandfather believing it best to fall back some lead the way. Jordan's uncle took up the rear while Jordan walked between the two. It was so very sudden when a huge grizzly came charging out of the trees to their left. Knocking Jordan's uncle to the ground before running by him and skidding to a stop. Grandfather shot a few times with their small .22 rifle maybe to try and scare it off. But it's what Jordan did that likely saved all three of them. Without realizing why he dropped to one knee, and produced a long walnut vinish, silver and platinum metal muscket, runes along the sides of the barrel and along the muzzle glowing blue. The shot the great weapon fired was a brillant blue white. And it knocked the bear over. It was later said that the awakening of a Noble Arm and the sound of it's first ever shot could be heard as far away as Edmonton, Alberta, 3 hours away.

Word got out, and though Canada's own five Noble Arms academies scouted him and promised great things. But he took a long shot. The Trinidad Noble Arms Academy sent him a one off invite. And he decided to take it. With a sponsership and scholarship from the Canadian Government he was sent off to Trinidad. He told himself he'd do everything he could to come out the other end, graduated and rejoin his people, as a fully educated and Arms-user and assist the Canadian Government.

*Current Goal: Make his family and community proud by being the first to graduate from a Internationally recognized Arms academy.

Student Rank: 507

So here's the student option. But I give you...

Another...

Oli Cinter, Professional PE Teacher

Appearance:

About 6 foot 10 inches tall, and 221 pounds

Name: Oliver Arthur Cinter aka The British Brawler

Age: 36

Nationality: British

Noble Arm Name & Appearance:

The Great Ali(base form)

Noble Arm Rank: B+

Noble Arm Abilities:

Form Change: Starting out in the base form, The Great Ali can undergo form changes to take on differing forms and styles. Each form has a different forte. The Blade Form is better for crowd control, while the clawed form is built for taking down armored foes. The Mace form is great for causing large amounts of damage to a single foe in a controlled but slow fashion.

Style Change: Normally Oli assumes a classic boxing style, which is neither good nor bad against anything. But having studied a variety of different martial arts in his spare time he can change in and out of Eastern Preying Mantis kung fu, Okinawan Karate, Satsuman Judo and Roman Pankration, giving him a variety of ways to come at a foe.

Flat Out Wave: Channeling a great deal of power into his fists, and not really overpowering any form in specific, Oli can create powerful blasts of force from his fists. These can be taxing and he needs to stay rooted to a spot, thus limiting his mobility when using this ability.

This Must Not Register on an Emotional Level(+): Super charging his own body, senses, reflexes, reaction times, sight, smell, hearing and touch, oli can ramp up his senses that he can react to even the smallest movement, instantly know what attack is coming and react so quickly that it almost seems like he's reading someones mind. While in this form his mouth, and eyes produce a bright yellow glow, and he almost seems to produce steam from his elbow joints, knee joints and shoulders. This ability is a Plus ability and will last only a few minutes (maybe a post or two) before it burns out and significantly cuts down the current summon period. Down to less then a few minutes before he has to let the summon go and recharge. This is essentially an all or nothing mode that is used only in dire circumstances.

Personality:

Jovial, kind and intellectual. Oli is a expert in his field of combat and a credited and highly educated teacher out of the United Kingdom. He's extremely intelligent and knowledgable and works to spread this intelligence to everyone he can. He always has a smile for student and staff member alike. And is always willing to sit and talk with students when they need someone to listen too.

*Likes: Academics, eclectic music, intellectual pursuits, the occasional no holds brawl

*Dislikes: So called "I'm-Smarter-then-you" people, attempts to downplay emergencies, overly sensitive people

Fears: Being unable to help those people who truly need help in a crisis

Bio:

Born in Lincolnshire, England, Oli started out as a your regular British tough, he went through his elementary and learned to use his fists early on, even back in elementary school he got into a few fights over some petty squabble. As he got into middle school and high school this only got worse. He even had a small little gang of boys and girls who banded together around him and another of his friends who were tougher then the rest and did most of the fighting for them. Into the later years of high school he and his little gang were thick as thieves.

But that turned around a little for Oli when his other friend who knew how to fight turned on him. There wa sa dust up in their little hide away that ended with the rest of the gang turning on Oli. Which ended up with him being beat up, and dumped out in the rain beaten and bruised. It took him a little bit but he got back on his feet and decided instead of relying on his fists he managed to get his grades up, and get into University, fighting for a Bachelor of Education. Somehow managing to major in Physical Education. Through out his post secondary he had honed his fighting ability though, not wanting to give up on what he felt good at. Learning Boxing, then a panoply of other martial arts. Al while managing to wrestle with his school work. Even with his Noble Arm coming in late while he was finishing up his Post Secondary education, he went through a whirlwind year long class at the university to help him learn how to use it.

It was after he graduated, 12th in his class but still decent, he went on to pursue his new vocation, teaching at various schools, but unable to utilize his noble arm because of normal school rules. He finally got a good chance the last headmaster of the Trinidad Academy hiring him on as a PE teacher, with a position as a Math teacher as well.

*Current Goal: Help to create and guide the next generation of Noble Arms users

Student Rank: Staff

Avatar: Order of the White Lotus

Seung Bik

Seung in "prayer"

Seung Bik

Name: Seung Bik
Alias: Coppercore
Age: 30
Gender: Male

Personality:
● Gruff ● Careful
● Straight-forward ● Unbelieving
● Caring ● Worrying
● Forthright ● Protective

Background:

It's a fairly well known fact that Earth Kingdom citizens are not the most spiritually inclined of the four nations. As their Benders tend to be very earthy in their ideals. And them being so diverse culturally, as let's face it the Earth Kingdom is the most massive of all the other nations, well there are so many beliefs and cultural nuances it's hard to adhere to just one system. But there is something that the Benders find very inclined to keep. It's the varying styles of Earth Bending, that give life to Earth bending. So Bik went to great lengths to gather all the literature, pictures and evidence of all the varying styles of Earth bending. Finding manuscripts on lava, sand and metal bending. Finding books written by this or that Avatar, finding one of Toph Beifong's own metal whip assemblies. He even found a very obscure mention of Mud-Bending and it's applications among both Earth Benders and Water Benders. Seung did his level best to create a repository of all things Earth Bending and its variations.

Seung for all this is a passable Earth Bender. And had to find and even hire people who had ability in the variations of Earth Bending to keep them alive. The repository eventually became something of an unofficial academy and temple and with the help of much older benders, it became a place for all earth Benders to come together. It took him almost 8 years to do this. And by the age of 24 he'd managed to create something for all Earth Benders.

It was this dedication that got him an invite to the White Lotus Society. His dogged, and let's face it, very Earth Bender approach to perserving the Earth Bending ways, well it got the notice of the WLS. They wanted to help him, and in turn he was invited to become a junior member of the Society and continue his work within the Society and at the Academy for Earth Bending Arts as it'd come to be known.

Okay here's my attempt. Let me know if you want me to change anything or if something doesn't mesh.