She was sitting in the training yard, engrossed in a book, with her sword lying beside her. Once of her braces was placed nearby, and anyone could see a faint glow from the lyrium tattoo on her skin. Occasionally, she winced as if in pain, especially when something foreign touched the tattoo. As she looked up, she noticed someone approaching. With a smirk, she stood up and asked "Back from another adventure, or do you have some personal questions that I may not fully answer?"
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