The village is fairly quiet at this time, as many of the locals are already off tending fields or working elsewhere, but the marketplace is active and the village's few businesses are all open. The sour smell of booze greets you as you pass the village brewery, where rice wine is made, and the aroma of various foods soon becomes noticeable as well. As you make your way farther in, you can already hear the voices of a few rowdy drunks- likely wanderers or officials from out of town, with nothing better to do in the morning but sample the local wine- coming from one of the drinking establishments.<br/><br/>Clouds of steam escape the front entrance of the bathhouse, making it impossible to miss. The entry room is staffed by a pale young woman, looking quite bored and dreary, though she perks up a bit as she sees you enter.<strong>"Ah, welcome! If you're here for a bath, you can leave your things in a basket here..."</strong>she pulls out a woven basket and sets it on the counter.<strong>"The bath itself is free, but you'll have to pay for any wine or snacks of course, and we always appreciate donations..."</strong>