It was morning, maybe around 9:30 and the sun was warming up the animals of the valley, in the distance the sound of water running could be heard, the river at this time of the year was filled with salmon jumping all over the place, it was a good season for fishing.

Almost eveyone in the Iga village was awake, the children were playing hide-and-seek or training to become good warriors. The adults were on the rice fields checking no insects eat the plants and making sure they are healthy. Other adults were doing the house chores and others were on guard in case the Kouga attack however there was not much tension on the air.

Hota woke up with an empty bottle of rice wine (sake) on her hand.
"Damn not aga- ouch! my head!" Hota complained about the hangover while rubbing her eyes, she slowly stood up and put on her clothes.
After quick brekfast, salted meat and some fruit, she walked out of her small house, she got blinded by the sun and some adults laughed "You had a good night eh?" One of them asked, Hota did not reply and with an angry face continued walking "I hate the night guard..." She told herself , the reason was that one of the guards always brings sake at night so things get a little...out of control. Anyway it was time to help in the rice fields

Kane was in his secret training spot. He always did this everyday. His wrist blades came out and slashed the trees. Kane continued his training for a hour.He sat down eating his food he brought. Kane laid back on the soft grass thinking. He wished there could be peace between both villages but knew that may never happen. If asked Kane would fight with the others, but not if they were invading.

Darian woke up as the sun shone through the window of his house, pleasantly warming his face. He got up with a yawn and scarfed down a bowl of rice before going into his workout room that held his massive collection of weights in addition to his armor and sword. He suited up first and then started to go though his katas. After he had finished those he got out his favorite pair of weights and started lifting

James had guard duty during the day, and was sitting up in a tree at the edge of the village, just relaxing on a branch while restringing his bow.

Most of the rice plants were already checked so Hota did not spend much time on the fields. She then noticed Ogen was walking with a basket on her hand, Hota ran at her and asked what she was doing, Ogen replied she was about to collect herbs and invited Hota to do it too.
They both walked down the old road until they where half way the shrine

Darian finished his morning training, removed his armour and decided he would head to the shrine for an hour or so of prayer

Kane decided to goto the shrine. He didnt believe in any gods but going to the shrine relaxed him and made him feel calm. he put his armor on and went to the shrine

Darkness. It was all he could see, and all he ever had. The young lad sat in the middle of a ring of trees deep within the forest as his hands were clasped in prayer. His lips uttered certain mantras that were complex in nature yet it seemed to repeat itself. Enma, the lad, drank a certain vial as he began to shudder slowly. His limbs twitched and his face was contorted in pain. Suddenly, it all stopped. Enma sat up straight and serious. He decided that his daily meditation is complete, and thus, he stood up, an echoing of bells accompanied his movement.

No one was there, he was alone.

Enma slowly walked out of the forest, the constant ringing of bells emanating wherever he goes. The sounds bounced off of every tree as Enma evaded the trunks and branches skillfully, as if he could see. Even from a distance, Enma could already tell if there was a person, because the sound would bounce off of a different mass and weight. The lad walked slowly when he suddenly stopped... Two people. He walked even more slowly, the sound of bells beginning to soften, yet the waves still bounced off. As he began to get nearer, he began to recognize the voices.

"High pitched, absurdly cheerful, frequent vibrations." Enma murmured to himself, his baritone voice being so familiar to him. "Hota-san." Enma continued. "Medium pitched, calm, small vibrations." he analyzed. "Ogen-sama. Allies."

Enma smiled to himself as he walked towards the two Iga villagers. His bells echoed into the air, giving him a good location of the two. When he heard that he was already near them, he revealed himself. "Good morning, Ogen-sama, Hota-san. Might I ask where you might be heading?" the lad bowed a little.

"Oh Enma, nice to se-...have you here" Hota said "We are just goig to collect some herbs for the medicines "Want to help?" she hasked and gave him one of the herbs they were looking for "Here, the texture it's quite unique" Hota said softly
Ogen just watched the young warriors for a few seconds and continued collecting herbs

James dropped from the tree he was in because another villager(npc) started their shift, so he went to the temple, because he saw a few others headed that way earlier.

Enma chuckled as he extended his arm quite clumsily before receiving the herb. His calloused hands examined the herb while his white eyes were steadied on Hota. "A unique herb this is. Although, I feel some of your sweat on it." Enma chuckled a little as he handed the herb back to Hota. "These kinds of medicinal herbs are found deep in the forest, but it's quite dangerous." the lad shook his head as he tugged the red bell on his katana's hilt, releasing a deep tone that lasted longer than usual.

"Someone's coming... Footsteps light, even rhythm. He's coming from our village." Enma turned his head to Hota. "You smell of sake. Still with the old habits, aren't we, Hota-san? You'll never get married that way." Enma chuckled as he tugged the red bell, releasing another echo. Enma looked at Ogen as he bowed his head. "Pardon me, Ogen-sama, I can't really help with the gathering, but I'd be glad to accompany you, if you wish it be." Enma continued.

Darain walked into sight of the small party. "Light foot steps eh, rarely indeed that i get a compliment like that from you Enma, although i suppose its not fair since i'm not wearing my armour." He nodded to Hota and said with a slightly knowing grin, "Still looking for the perfect cure for your hangovers?"

"AH! You two are so mean! It's not my fault someone wants ho have a drink and talk about life with me! You sure don't know how to talk to a girl" Hota yelled at the boys really mad and about to stab them with a spear.

"Well, you are almost in your marriage age...you should hurry up and find a man" Ogen said while looking at the sky, Hota went silent not wanting to talk about men after what happened to Kojiro

Kane arrived to the shrine. He sat in a meditating position in front of it to meditate. He listened to everything he heard. Kane wondered wbhy this stupid feud started. He wanted it to end but knew it would be nearly impossible. Kane whispered to himslef "I must do what I must.."

Hache walked down the path he had cut into the old town that he lived in for so long, a large boar and a elk that he had managed to catch with the small animals he had come out to catch all on a long wooden sled like platform. His arms were sore from falls he had taken earlier but the hunter never quit being ready to skin and gut his meals. Despite qurrals with the rival village who's people he encountered every now and then in the forest but refused to dispatch of the boy's life was fine, perfect if he could say so himself. Now getting home hache lite a candle to his small shack, having little to no one to come to his house it had become a wreck/ "I guess I should clean up if I don't want dust on the meat" the boy said with a sigh.

Enma chuckled as he pulled down the black piece of cloth covering his lower face, revealing a hearty smile. "By the time Hota-san finds a man, I'll already be able to see." Enma grinned as he tugged the red bell once more. "However, that wouldn't be so bad."

Enma turned to Darain as if he could see him. "You know what they say, Darain-san, men with big armors compensate for something small." Enma chuckled as he tugged the bell again. Enma walked slowly towards the temple as he turned to the small party behind him. "There's still someone heading towards us. James perhaps." Enma smiled as he wore the mask again and headed to the temple at a slow rate.

Ortwin had just woken up. He always liked to have a little bit of extra sleep. Once he had gotten all of his armour on, it was time to do a bit of hunting. He grabbed his dagger and went hunting. He had only got a few squirrels, but that would be enough. He placed them in a cabinet for later. He decided to go to the shrine.He never really had a reason to. He has never believed in any god. It was just simply a place to relax. Most of the time. He walked over to the shrine, with near silent footsteps.

Kane opened his eyes hearing someone coming toward the temple. He stood up and looked back at the shrine and then the gate. He didnt have his weapons drawn but would draw them if needed. Kane wondered who was coming

Darian got irked expression on his face "Well i suppose i deserved that one." and as they countied towards the shrine he said to Hota "Well theres nothing wrong with a good bottle of sake every now and then, espically if your on the night watch. I'm suprised that James doesn't drink as much as you do but then again i guess it's probally hard to aim that massive bow of his with a hangover.."

Breathing heavily behind his mask hache allowing himself to regain his composure that he lost so often when skinning his meat, the deer skin now on the tanning rack and the boars tossed to the side he looked to the smaller creatures, keeping the fish with there's on and the others already gutted his mouth watered with glee, it was always fin for him. Placing the small birds and rodents on snags by his fire place he left hoping the food would be ready soon. Now taking a stroll through the forest hache felt himself wondering about the other village, perhaps he should be killing them, setting traps or ambushing them, but it seemed wrong. Though he had always wanted to gut and skin a human like an animal but it was inhuman for that. His breathing had gone down to it's quiet self. It as always quiet and muffled by his mask.