As she bathed with her Eye, she had to admit that she loved it when things went as planned.  Refreshed from the night of pleasure, she enjoyed a fun - yet quick - romp with her dark-skinned monk-courtesan in the bath before readying herself.  Dressing herself in her armor, the complex and symbolic obi about her waist and chest and shoulders bare, her weapons donned her hand, and this time she wore her bow, the quiver at her lower back on her obi, and the bow naturally over her shoulders.<br/><br/>Dismissing  her night's companion to her prayers and duties, she decided this time that she would only take five of her monks with her this time around, her 'personal guard' if you will.  She spent the morning personally going to visit the farming fields, the merchant's quarters, the docks... she'd pay visit to the people of her city as they went about their daily lives, as it was good to make a public appearance now and then.  Her monks were the ones who primarily worked in the Manse, building ships and other wooden structures and other artifacts as they could manage given proper time and effort, though the woodcrafts could be pumped out second-to-none in speed by FAR.<br/><br/>Only when she was done traversing her town, greeting her worshipers and citizens - one and the same really - she would consider finding  small vessel manageable by the six of them, to go search for the ant-creature and the god-blood, whichever was closer...