[ the short brunette looks as if she's done this hundreds of times. given the star wars reference in the setting description above, maybe that's a little dramatic irony. either way, she marches confidently down the aisle with a nat 20 dex check, exuding an aura of muscle memory to the whole process and appearing entirely comfortable in her armor as well. her eyes are affixed on that sword, and it seems clear to anyone paying attention to her that she finds it of interest. she doesn't spare more than a few glances at her fellow squires, although it seems more out of a sense of discipline than an attempted snub. ]
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