Feyd awoke in his house but he was not alone. A girl was in bed with him, probably a tavern girl he took home with him the prior night. He got up from the bed leaving hee still asleep. Moving towards his closet he opened it and moved the false back to the side.just like the den he descended stairs to enter his own personal sanctuary. A circular shaped cellar, The Sanctuary contained a weapon rack right by the stairs which held his sword and bow along with a hook to hang his quiver and arrows. In the center of the celler was a armor stand where he placed his black leather armor, dark green hood, and bandana to cover the lower half of his face. On the left side of the sanctuary were a few target dummies and on the right was a door that lead to a smaller room which held a grindstone, forge, and workbench.At the far end of the sanctuary was a shrine, a series of candles were lit there among statuettes and a portrait of Feyd's mother. Feyd let out a sigh as he put on his armor and equipped his weapons. Before leaving though he knelt by the shrine and prayed to the goddess of the hunt to protect him. Then to his mother whispering, "Mother, please forgive me. I know this is not the life you wanted for me but this is the life i must live now. Not only to avenge you but to avenge our people. I swear to you, once justice has been done i will lay down my arms...i hope" with that he exited the sanctuary and closed the false back to the closet behind him. Just in time too as the tavern girl had awoken the minute he closed the back. She motioned him to come back to bed but he ignored her and simply walked towards the door, whistling for his now awake direwolf to follow. Today was going to be different he could just feel it.