Amaya stood in the proving grounds and awaited those who would show. The youth were the pride and future of Stone and it was up to the older generations to not only pave the way but also teach and inspire their development and growth much like the elders before them. The thought of the years passed placed a smile on Amaya's face. She stood tall without her armor but in a relaxed workout attire. She had hoped that appearing more relaxed would help to sooth any anxieties the new apprentices would have. Amaya was a beautiful woman but she couldn't help the stone cold stern look on her face or the fact that her face dressed a rather large scar on her lower right cheek. The dark haired woman had no clue as to what she should expect of the new youths but then again neither did they of her. Her emerald green eyes kept a look out towards the distance in anticipation of the first arrival.
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[Depending on who shows, this can be a class or tour]