She wasn't planning to be gone long. This area of woods was lush with plant life, and she recognized most of it. Many were edible, so she decided against finding meat, and went with nuts, berries and roots instead. With her sack nicely loaded, she turned back toward camp. After a few minutes walking, she fond herself by the river. A beaver had made its home here, creating a dam that deepenec the water considerably deeper. She couldn't resist the chance to be did of the dust and grime she had gathered over the past couple days. She normally would not have been comfortable removing her clothing so near a road, but the night was pitch black in the woods, so she decided there was no risk of being seen. Se expected the knight to sleep for a great while, which would give her time to bathe before heading back to make camp. Oddly excited about the idea, she deposited the bag of food under a tree by the river and kicked out of her boots to place them beside the sack. Next came her trousers, then the heavy leather jacket, and finally the brown cotton shirt. She looked around, wearing only her shorts and a tight fitting shirt that she always wore under her clothing.<br/><br/>All was quiet, so she peeled off the shirt and shorts, piled the clothing where it would not get wet when she came out of the water, and gingerly stepped into the water. It was heavenly, slightly warmed from the summer sun, and perfectly clean. Lifting her hands from the water, she studied her skin in the faint trace of moonlight. Tattoos that had been covered by her clothing stretched up her arms, accrossher chest, and down her back. They were formed of runes in a demonic language that none would recognize, intermixed with symbols and linear formations. Many scars marred her otherwise perfect skin, speaking of the violence and pain in her past. Where the scars crossed the tattoos, the scar faded away, as if it had never been there in that spot, leaving the tattoo unbroken. She dropped her arms under the water again, not wanting to look at the tattoos again. After some time relaxing in the water, she finally stepped out, dried off, and dressed. Feeling greatly refreshed and clean, she carried the sack back to camp.