After traveling for a few days, Youmu finally came across the town of Threshold, rumored to be an excellent way for a young warrior to start making a name for herself.  She smiled as she walked into town, admiring the difference in the sights and sounds, everything so different from her home.  She stretched, frowning a bit as she realized just how filthy living in the wilderness really was.  After asking around a bit, she managed to find her way to the local bath house.<br/><br/>The price wasn't exactly cheap, but she paid it with a smile, heading to the common room to enjoy a long, relaxing soak.  Unfortunately, elven homelands were much different from the common cities, and when she saw that someone else was already in the room, she blushed at the idea of jumping in a bath with her.  Sure, it was only one other person in the bath, but still...<br/><br/>Although looking at her, it wouldn't be readily apparent that Youmu was naturally shy.  Her armor looked normal covering her arms from shoulder to fingertips, but her boots went only to mid-thigh and ended in heels that would be difficult for most people to walk in, let alone fight.  The rest of the armor covered only as much as underwear would, showing a large amount of stomach and leg.  Of course, the armor was mildly enchanted to protect as well as normal steel, and the lack of covering over most of her body let her take advantage of her natural agility, but it was still not something most people would call armor.<br/><br/>Regardless, after some hesitation, Youmu started pulling off her armor, locking it in another chest, along with both her swords and other belongings.  Covering herself with her hands, she sank down into the bath, sighing and closing her eyes as she felt the water on her skin, almost completely ignoring the kittygirl in the bath with her.