[ AW ] This is My Interpretation

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ife in the army had proven to be rather monotonous. There had been no great battles to wage against the king’s enemies. Cian had scarcely done anything since arriving from his home, away from his family, though it was not for want of trying. In fact, he was very eager to do something, anything at all to feel like he was a part of this campaign, rather than just a younger outsider looking in from the periphery. He was not a kid anymore. No, Cian was determined to be exactly what he was born to be: a soldier, a fighter. Victorious. Useful.


And so, he had come to this place in order to spar with one of the more advanced warriors. He was rather nervous, but he kept his head held high in an honorable way befitting one of the king’s loyal fighters. Those feelings could be ignored with enough bravado. Cian would make his ancestors proud.… Or so he hoped. Fiery eyes flicked back and forthe as he awaited his opponent.




Open to spar!

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