[center][h1][color=B0C4DE]The Citadel's Prison Cells Death Row[indent]0500 hours[indent]Monday[/indent][/indent][/color][/h1][/center]


[center]Aelar was training his sword forms as well as he could barehanded. Ever since being sentenced to death row about a week or so ago; he figured there was no point in hiding the fact he was training in the sword, as this was the case he woke up early to train everyday. Losing access to the library was horrible, but Aelar was aware of the risks when he started training and was prepared to deal with them. 
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"I am doing the movements correctly but without an actual weapon..."[/color], He muttered as he did the 20th repetition of the movements. Whenever he wasn't resting he was training in the sword or doing simple exercises. He originally could only train for about two hours before fainting from overexerting his body, he now was capable of training for about two times as long. Though this was his max limit as he had only recently begun strict physical training.
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"Huh?"[/color] Aelar detected the wall moving and he knew it wasn't time for his meal of gruel to be dropped off. [color=9e0b0f]"On you knees hands against the wall, say a word or so much as move a finger and you're dead!"[/color] Ah so its finally that day, the day he gets executed. He gets hit by some blunt object in the back of the head and everything went black, well blacker. He woke up in the dark being dragged by his legs somewhere.
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