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The Sun-Dappled Warrior
He stood tall and proud over the body-strewn battlefield. His long brown hair streamed out from the back of his elegantly crafted gold helmet. His peridot-adorned breastplate gleamed with an almost unearthly type of look. He drew his sword from its scabbard with a hiss, not unlike the hissing of an angered snake or the sound a hot pan makes when exposed to the burning cold of water. As for the sword it was not much unlike the scabbard of which it came, ruby-encrusted all down the blade to the carefully crafted hilt. It gleamed like his green eyes, bright and alert. He had sharp features, a forest of stubble marred them slightly. High tan cheekbones accompanied by his deep penetrating green eyes made him look as if a single look could be a deathblow. Even in the darkest nox he shone in some way. He was The Sun-Dappled Warrior.
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