[i]The woman smiled at the boy, her own features—high cheekbones, smooth skin, and hourglass figure beneath the long robes—made her appear in her early twenties, which indeed she was. She looked around the town called Dojoville, then turned back to the boy.[/i] "Might there be any place I can stay the night?" [i]She asked, her voice showing a slight English accent. Her bo staff wouldn't take too long to be modified, but she had been traveling for weeks on end; a place to stop, rest, and clean up was a godsend to her.[/i]