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It had been a while since Saera had picked up a sword with the intention of using it and not selling it. She moved through the city streets with it sheathed and strapped to her thigh beneath her skirts. Once she got onto the terrace overlooking the sea and out of the hustle and bustle of the city above, she unsheathed the sword from her thigh. Her attire allowed her movement than a dress would do. She wore leggings and a floor length panelled tunic which allowed flowing movement. She cleared her throat as she held the sword at arms length before moving into a flowing movement with the blade, twirling it before striking at an imaginary target.

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