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Post by Saito Minamoto-Shuura on Jun 16, 2013 3:37:33 GMT -5
OOC: Enter Saito
IC:
Morning it was by then, the hour of the wolf and dawn was breaking. It was time to wake up, and wake up that he did. After taking the usual bath, Saito's squires helped in donning in his Samurai armor soon after breaking his fast on a few morsels freshly made by the imperial kitchens. The breeze was cool, it was indeed fine time to commence his daily training to hone his skills and sharpen his mind for the sake of everything he cherishes..his sister whom to be his whole family and the empire that he was seeking to rule as the rightful heir. Saito needed a great deal of cunning and wits to deceive his enemies within and without the empire..It was bound to get messy if mistakes were made on his part and mistakes he didn't want to commit.
The training yard, there stood a figure clad in black, Saito unsheathed his blade, his opponent was his blade master, someone trusted from his mother's clan.
And so it had begun..
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