[i]Barb herself was completely foreign to the Dojo, having just heard of the various denizens from people in the village - sometimes through rather colourful and egregious language - though she walked about it like she owned the place. A barbarian among soldiers was very rarely a good situation, but she made it work, eventually finding a small rack of maps. She took one of the actual Dojo itself and looked at it. "Huh... A lot more than I thought this place would have." [/i]