[u]Cassidy[/u]

Breaking off from the res of the group she made her way to the coast. Amid the merchants and ships she rolled out the rug and set her bowel on the ground in front. Beginning with a few simple maneuvers and poses with her body that few could duplicate. Her eyes were dull and distant as she was no longer on the docks but back at the monastery as a kit doing odd choirs for the monks.

High above the clouds in the ancient temples of stone she started as an orphan. no memory of her parents or where she was found she was given shelter with food and the protection until the age when she was able to begin her training to protect herself and those she cared for. They had her sweeping floors and fetching water for the cooks. Then moved to the acrobatics and strength training that lasted at times for days. She couldn't even sleep her body ached but it was weakness. It was her body striving to be stronger not for the monks as they said it was for her. For the time when she was to leave the monastery and the safety it gave her. When she would be on her own she would need the strength to make her own choices and fight for her life if need be. They taught Cassidy how to do everything the better way for her body and mind. Even breathing to focus her chi into a weapon when her hands were empty and her foes out numbered her. They were the family that would always be there. The calm amid the tempest. The fellows of the temple of Chi. 

This was where she was as Cassidy moved her body as her muscle memory told her to. Each pose a strike and her muscles flexed under her skin giving her the signal the move was done correctly. So instinctual it was that she could focus on her memories with perfect clarity while she continued to move through the motions. It was a peaceful trance like some would get as they slept or rested on a grass field looking up at the warm sun. This was her zen as the masters called it. A brief pause before her legs sunk into a crouch and then to the crowd she leaped into the air in a back flip, landing on her feet. The move was to use her entire weight into a kick that could break stone. 

The crowd claps and the coins drop into her bowl. She holds her stance until the memory fades and her eyes shine back to life. Blinking and looking around Cassidy exhales, rolling her shoulders and squatting to collect her things. The sun was starting its descent. She had made two silver and a hand full of copper. It was just enough. 
tying the rug to her back and the bowl to her side Cassidy left the port and headed to the inn.

"Hey luv, you have some skill. You should join my harem I'll even cut you in for ten percent of your earnings and protection." The man was skinny but toned, an a smell only a rat could tolerate. his short hair was greasy and his eyes sunken and dark. he was taller the Cassidy which might of given him the nerve to approach her now. Hey luv you hearing me?"

Cassidy's ears began checking for more and sure enough there were three more in the shadows. Her feet spread shoulder width apart and she dropped her body weight. All of which went unnoticed. Keeping silent unnerved most opponents. She only shook her head and took a step when he laughed. 

"Not tonight hun. You're going to be mine one way or the other." He pulled out a dagger and advanced trying to block her path. Her moves wee like water after a hard rain. The way she twirled around him with one hand holding his arm and with the other her fist punched the soft arm pit dislocating his shoulder. The dagger dropping from his hand. Still in motion Cassidy pulled him close as the cross bow bolts flew striking him in the head and chest. He never had time to scream.

Cassidy's ears pick up on their movements. They were trying to get a clear shot. Pivoting on her foot she put the dead guy on her back and started to run. There was a few more whistles of bolt strikes as she moved through the alley. Approaching the main street she crouched and let the body slide off her back as she used her legs to leap to the opposite side of the street, roll under the french doors, and into the the tavern.

Standing she looked only ant the inn keeper. "One room please." Cassidy laid the money on the counter and took the key from the husky mans hand. Walking up the stairs she sniffed the air. His room was on the left. She sighed and entered her room. resting her back against the adjoining wall she slid to the floor and sat in the lotus position. Closing her eyes and imagining her being held in his arms she found it hard to meditate at first.