Atisha was just outside Kara town. Along the river there were stones that protruded from the shallow parts of the water. She had skipped gracefully across those stones, to one that was just large enough for four people. She sat in the middle of it and looked around at the river. It was a rather beautiful site. After looking around for a while, she reached inside the water and pulled out a stone. She began using the stone to sharpen her throwing knives, then her dagger, and finally her sword. She handled her sword with care, its snow white hilt with encrusted diamonds just below the blade.