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— Of course. — Ryozi handed Ariel writing tools and a sheet of paper. — State the reason for joining the Vanguard, list your skills and abilities, combat experience, what you expect from working with us, and what qualities you want to see in your comrades.
Ariel took the tool and looked at it for a while. She couldn't even remember the last time she had written anything... But it seemed she could still do it. So, she needed to focus.
"Ariel. I wish to join the Vanguard because its goals seem closest to my own. I don't get along well with people enough to be in the Garrison or the Rangers. In the Vanguard, I can fight and help make the Dark Lands better. One of my friends said that one should always try to bring light to those who are deprived of it.
I haven't fought as a warrior. But I have been in the Dark Lands and defeated those who lived there. I was trained by a veteran of these lands, and he seems to have taught me something that works well with my innate abilities. But I am ready to learn new things, as I know that there are many strong warriors in this organization, and I must be on par with them.
I fight with a two-handed sword and try to use my advantage in speed and the ability to fly (and other skills, blah blah blah).
As for comrades, I'm afraid I don't know what it's like to have them."
Ariel sat at the paper for quite a while, crossing out and rewriting a lot. She still didn't really like the result, but it more or less matched her mood, and it omitted the most unpleasant moments. She handed over the paper.