The Peace Of Life

It was a surprising thing to hear, Rummy had for habit of coming here often not only because it was somewhat isolated and very much peaceful, a conducting environment to do a wide range of things, from relaxing, to thinking, sleeping and such, but also due to the fact that she had also learned the local routine.

People in this realm had visibly grown used to just all bathe on the same days, the end of the week to be exact, so on top of being a rather far and unknown warm pond, Rummy knew that during the rest of the week, the chances of anyone else coming to this place was basically null, especially since there weren't many beasts or good spots to commune with the sun around.

And indeed, it was not a local who emerged from the trees whilst pulling away at a spiderweb they had just walked face-first into, but one of the talent holders, who took a few seconds before realising that the huntress was there.