It was morning, maybe around 9:30 and the sun was warming up the animals of the valley, in the distance the sound of water running could be heard, the river at this time of the year was filled with salmon jumping all over the place, it was a good season for fishing.

Almost eveyone in the Iga village was awake, the children were playing hide-and-seek or training to become good warriors. The adults were on the rice fields checking no insects eat the plants and making sure they are healthy. Other adults were doing the house chores and others were on guard in case the Kouga attack however there was not much tension on the air.

Hota woke up with an empty bottle of rice wine (sake) on her hand.
"Damn not aga- ouch! my head!" Hota complained about the hangover while rubbing her eyes, she slowly stood up and put on her clothes.
After quick brekfast, salted meat and some fruit, she walked out of her small house, she got blinded by the sun and some adults laughed "You had a good night eh?" One of them asked, Hota did not reply and with an angry face continued walking "I hate the night guard..." She told herself , the reason was that one of the guards always brings sake at night so things get a little...out of control. Anyway it was time to help in the rice fields