Sword Dancer
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It was warm enough in the season that the fireplace was devoid of a fire, and looked spotless and well kept.
From a table in the center of the room sat a well dressed man, he had bright red hair and a face full of freckles and the air of someone who believed they were the most special thing to happen to Korone. From his time at The Academy Boro had come to be very familiar with these types of nobles. Stuck up, and self assured with zero actual reason for that attitude other then their birth status. So while he was not surprised by this young man's demeanor, he was surprised by the weapon slung across the back of his chair haphazardly. It was a long, thin blade, a rapier, with an intricate fl