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  Chapter 3: Your a warrior.   (ID #1110776)
    an addition by: Darkelf  More by this author

Your are the Warrior elf maiden known as Sickien, the Blond,......or to your friends and family as Sula. You are young, by elf years....just a youngling of around thirty years old. Your body is well muscled, from your hard work in getting ready to be a fighter, a warrior maiden for your goddess Sune. You have prayed and worked daily to your work to be the best warrior any of the Elder Elves have ever seen. Even you parents are proud of your hard, long work and training. And when it comes time for you to go out into the world and defend the weak, the needy from the growing evil of the outside world, your parents, with the local elders blessings, give you the weapon, and the set of armor that will protect you and keep you from most harm,......

In a formal ceremony, your lithe, well matured female elf's body showing your readiness, your long blond, straight hair tied into a formal pony tail and falling down your back side, your clear, deep blue eyes closed as you are reverently kneeing before the assembly of gathered elves and dignitaries,....you are presented the items that will help guard you, keep you alive, and help you defend those who will need your help.....

You feel the sword named, Orc Killer pressed into your hands, as you are slowly dressed in the finest, most well preserved, dwarven-made minthril armor ever seen by the elves. As you stand, after being encased in the light-weight, feather-feeling armor, you are also given the Shield of Battle, to protect you from all harm and evil. You feel accepted as the warrior of the lands, and as the Helmet of Truth is placed on your smiling head, you feel as if you can take on the world.....

which you will be doing,....much more quickly than you ever thought!

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