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- Adelle Vilhelmsen - 06-24-2012 [html] OOC here! Adelle moved down briskly in her secui form. The bumbling movement she'd had when younger was almost completely gone from her now. The movement was strong and proud, confident in who she was. Her training went well. Often she landed blows in her sparring, movement picking up speed. She still didn't win against the older warriors, but they had years of experience while she had mere months. The world was right with her though, she simply needed a battle to earn her place as a warrior.
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