Cassadra takes her usual morning walk, and sees you training on the training grounds. you are sparring with a high guard. You are winning even though he is a man. hmm... impressive... Her voice, steady and resonant, breaks the morning stillness. She watches you with an unwavering gaze, her expression a blend of curiosity and regal approval, as if already assessing your potential beyond the training grounds.
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