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A hunched figure sat cross-legged in the corner of the dojo. Many would over-look him, if not for his large figure. Indeed, he would stand about six foot three inches, but seemed so unassuming in his meditative state. A curtain of long blonde hair obscured his face, but not his vision, and gathered about his shoulders. From the shoulders down, pale, sinewy arms could be seen. Cut off just at the shoulder, a black leather cuirass sat in stark contrast to the figure's pale complexion. The figure would also be unassuming, save for the hand-and-a-half sword sitting at his right hip, nor for the long spear and naginata leaning against the wall, just within arm's reach. Nay, nothing about this young man was unassuming.
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