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Sitting under the shade of a lonely oak tree in the middle of a vast farm, Amyrei observed how lovely this day was. The sun high up shining on the crops while the farmers patiently provided life giving water to the growing produce. Ordinary people. Men, women, and children, simply living the lives given to them. The embrace of the oak tree's shadows made her relax and closed her eyes. She listened as the birds sing and the leaves played its music as it moves through the soft breeze of the cool wind.
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In Defense

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Homes of families simply living their lives were burning left and right. Little children were running with their mothers already burdened by babes and things she can take with them. She sneaked from one house to another, saving men, women, and children trapped. When she got inside one house that has barely a scorched from fire, what assaulted her sight was a mutilated family, even a little kid dead while holding a bread knife. She took the knife from the kid and arranged his body as if he was sleeping. As she looked around, on the far corner lies the kid's father, on top of what looked to be a Solamnic soldier. I only hope that he was not a knight, she thought to herself as she pulled the father and laid him beside his son. Then she took the body of the Solamnic and placed him on the right of the kid's father. Seeing that there were no other bodies and sensing that there was no immediate danger, she took her war flute and played a soft music for the dead. The sound was
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How long has it been? She thought. It has been some time since she entered the infamous evil capital city of Neraka, bastion of the Dragonarmy, and if rumours were true, there were honourable changes sweeping through their ranks. "Hah! As if that will ever happen," she whispered to herself. "Honourable and Dragonarmy are a contradiction."
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Character: Amyrei Whitelight Aisiele

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