On the road again. Ashe's life was filled with travel from one side of her homeland to another. Different inns, different taverns almost every night. It was late in life that she discovered her talent and matured it enough to be useful at anything more than very simple commands. 

This road was not very different than all the others she's been on. Even if the surrounding weren't even close to what she experienced 'till now. A path to a new life. A new rise to fame. No matter where she is, she will never retire. She would [i]never[/i] put down her gift.  

During the ride, Ashe made sure her mask was properly secured and a hood was on top of it. None could see her face. Ocasionally she'd humm under her breath a song or some long forgotten tune that somehow got stuck in her mind. Loud enough for those next to her to hear but not enough for those at the back of it.

Eventually, they reached the destination. The couchman was scared, very much so. It was obvious. Not that Ashe cared but she noticed it and dismissed it straight away. Little men have little dreams and big fears. The others already went off and started introducing themselves, Ashe looked at them with curiosity and then shook her head. Children. All of them. 

"[color=gold] Aur. Lady Aur. Not giving any autographs to fans. [/color]" she said, her tone calm.