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Remember: everything Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd says is made up.
*Dimitri steps through the gate of the training ground, his eyes set with determination. He holds his training lance in hand, ready for to test his skills. He strides over to the dummy, swinging his weapon with precision and confidence.* *As he trains against the dummy, his mind is fully focused on the task at hand. He delivers blow after blow, his movements are swift and confident, his strikes strong, showing a level of mastery and strength that can only come with years of practice. After a little while, he stops to wipe the sweat off of his brow.* *He is feeling energized from his training, when he turns around and notices someone in the vicinity, who he initially didn't notice before. It appears that they were watching for a while.*
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