In the morning, Chalsea woke up when the two younger girls had woken up and started tickle and poke her sides. They seemed to find it funny and Chalsea sure found it really funny when she returned their tickling in kind. They had a good laugh about it, then they spend a little while just doing their morning routines. Out there on the road the morning routines were kind of almost skipped over. They’d wash their faces and so on, but here they spend the full time, washing up, dealing with their hairs. It was frankly a good deal of work, especially considering Chalsea’s long beautiful blond hair. The nomad liked the witches’ hairs though. They both had short black hairs always incredibly clean and frankly jet black as raven feathers.

 Finally the nomad had left the two younglings to deal with the rest of their morning routine which seemed to include putting on their make up. The two of them seemed to wear some amount of that not because they needed prettying up, no the girls were pretty already. The make up seemed only to be their for some of their strange rituals… and from what the warband leader could gather because the girls found it really funny to see peoples’ reactions whenever they’d show up with faces covered in symbols or bloody red mascara. The nomad had refused the proposal form the witches to help her with putting on some light make up. She was about to train Adalia’s soldiers today, she wasn’t supposed to wear make up or even pretty clothes right now. Instead of make up she wore her warpaint right now and instead of pretty dress she was wearing her battle armor. Her battle axe was on her back as she walked down the streets towards the gate outside which were her new trainees.

 Just before she reached the gate, 4 of her veteran soldiers joined her. She had picked them for now to help her with training all of Adalia’s men. The initial stages of the training were going to be for all volunteers all at once. There were going to be more specialized training sessions later with smaller groups.” Leader, seems like you had a rather pleasant night.” One of the soldier said as she caught Chalsea smiling now and then, not to even mention the lack of any stiffness in her movement.

 [color=f7941d]“Yeah, it was pleasant to be well received for a change. Also had a lot of fun myself… now stop prying into my business~”[/color] She whistled with a smirk as all the men laughed. As they exited the city, Chalsea and her men were met with the sight of the White Stone City’s army, all in combat gear and ready to receive any training they were going to be providing. The nomad smiled as she noticed Adalia and Rose also arriving soon after. 

 “This shall be interesting day it seems.” She said quietly under her breath, subconsciously happy that the queen was now here too. Chalsea didn’t really have the time to walk over to the queen and Rose right now as they were already quite the distance apart and the training had to start. Instead she just waved and gave a respectable nod as she turned back towards the soldiers. The glove that Adalia gave her was on her hand and it was frankly pretty easy to spot as it practically clashed with her armor on style. She still felt nothing from it though. Adalia had described it as senses boost at the least, but the nomad for some reason didn’t seem to get that effect on her. Instead her hand seemed to be a lot hotter than normal, but right now the nomad had not noticed it that yet.

 [color=f7941d]“ALRIGHT MEN!”[/color] She nomad suddenly shouted in an extremely loud voice that could easily reach throughout all the soldiers standing there.[color=f7941d]” Me and your Queen struck a small agreement! I will train you all into better fighters so next time me and my men do not have to come and save your sorry asses.”[/color] She was speaking still as loudly as before and in somewhat colorful manner.[color=f7941d]” Now, for starters it’s time get you sorry states into shape! I want 5 laps around the city!”[/color] She shouted and swung her axe to indicate a direction in which they should run. The nomad knew they were in full battlegear and continued run was very tiring, but she had to see exactly how prepared those guys were. Naturally she was going to run with them and she also had a little ace up her sleeves… or two. She had talked with the witches to get a lil something, something done in advance. They had set up a small magic field just right of where the soldiers were. That’s why they were going to run to the right. When they made a round around the city, they were going to pass through the magic field which was going to cause their equipment to get heavier for a while… Ahhh the mean machinations.[color=f7941d]” NOW RUN LIKE YOUR LIVES DEPEND ON IT! THE LAST 100 WOULD DO 3 MORE LAPS!”[/color] She stated and started running first and ahead of everyone else to at least set them with good example.

 In the meantime the two witches had started to giggle as they had also arrived just in time to witness the soldiers already running. The girls were sitting on the city wall, their legs dangling over the side. They were just behind and above Adalia and Rose, whispering something, laughing childishly and seemingly throwing flower petals in the wind.

 It was around the time when the flowerpetals that were blown by the wind would reach Adalia and Rose, that a whisper reached hte two's ears.[color=c4df9b]" You've woken up something you shouldn't~ something fun will happen very soon~ You made her lift the seal~~ hehe"[/color] It was the young witches' voice and their whispered almost sounded like a song.