[center][h3][color=yellow] The Hangover of Ashe[/color][/h3][/center] [color=#00008B]Time:[/color] 6:15 AM → 6:30 AM [color=#00008B]Location:[/color] Brothel [color=#00008B]Interactions:[/color] N/A [color=#00008B]Mentions:[/color] N/A A knock on the door. Nothing. Another knock, louder this time. Nothing. A few sharp, strong knocks on the door. “[color=gold] Alright, alright. I’m awake. Gods above and below. Stop it! [/color]” yelled Ashe as her eyes opened but curiously she couldn’t see and quite a lot of weight pressed down upon her. Pushing herself up, a naked man moves a bit allowing Ashe to stand up. Looking behind her on the bed, a group of 5 or 6 women and men were sleeping soundly on the bed. Memories from the previous night started to flood in. She arrived at the brothel, ordered herself a few pleasure workers and a lot of alcohol. After that, the fun began. Dressing herself up quickly, Ashe checked her belongings carefully. While she knew that it was bad practice for pleasure workers to steal from clients, it always paid to be careful. Minutes later, after she was sure everything was at the right place in her bag, she quickly dressed up and went out. Outside on the hallway, clients too drunk to walk were thrown from their rooms, other more respectable clients quickly left the establishment to go back to their wives or businesses. The usual. [center][h3][color=yellow] Training of the mind and body [/color][/h3][/center] [color=#00008B]Time:[/color] 6:40 AM → 8:30 AM [color=#00008B]Location:[/color] On the coast [color=#00008B]Interactions:[/color] N/A [color=#00008B]Mentions:[/color] N/A After leaving the brothel, Ashe started walking towards the coast. A habit of hers was always, no matter how drunk, how strong the hangover was or how tired she was, to train in the morning. An hour or more depending on circumstances. Finding a quiet spot this early in the morning wasn’t hard. A few stones that were being washed every few minutes by the morning waves. Perfect place for training. Undressing fully and revealing a big number of scars on top of a well toned body, she took out her sword and gave it a few test swings, feeling the perfect weight of the blade. Her sword was an odachi, masterfully made with a handle made to fit Ashe’s hand perfectly. It took her 4 years to gather the small fortune it cost to be made but more than worth it. This sword was meant to be an extension to her arm, a deadly extension. Sharp enough to cut you by just looking at it too much or so Ashe would always say. Securing her bag to make sure it doesn’t get wet, Ashe waited for a wave to crash and then climbed on the rock and then started going through the motions. Eyes closed, her body and the sword becoming one. Each time a wave would crash into the rock, Ashe would change positions and movement. A training of swordsmanship, dexterity and willpower. [center][h3][color=yellow] Training of the mind and body [/color][/h3][/center] [color=#00008B]Time:[/color] 8:30 AM → 9:00 AM [color=#00008B]Location:[/color] On the road + tavern + training area afterwards [color=#00008B]Interactions:[/color] ??? [color=#00008B]Mentions:[/color] N/A With her training done, both mind and body were clear. It was time for her to do what she came for. Getting more information about her targets and what’s the best way to do that but by talking with the guards and soldiers. If anyone is to know what’s going on in the kingdom it would be those working for it. Either information or at least some playtime for later. A short stop at the tavern for something to eat revealed the day’s events and a plan formed in Ashe’s mind. With only a few minutes to spare, she quickly made her way towards the training area. People were already gathering there to get self-defence training from “Vincent”. Looking at those that showed up not to watch but to actually participate, Ashe shook her head in disappointment. In a real fight, they’d all run and hide or die in the most horrible ways possible. Quickly joining the trainees, Ashe took the sword from one of them and started doing kata in perfect motion while waiting for the event to start.