Alana woke up and smiled. She had had a wonderful dream. She got up and decided a nice shower would be appropriate. She grabbed two buckets and ran to the well in the middle of the marketplace. She lowered them one at a time with a rope humming a tune to herself.

Suddenly she heard a voice behind her "You there halt!!"

She turned and look to see her good friend geoffrey. "Hello geo." She said setting her buckets down to give him a hug. "You guys need anyone killed today?"

"Not today Lana." He smiled a crooked grin at her. She did always hate it when he called her Lana. But he hated her for calling him Geo so it was a matched habit. "I just saw you here and thought I might help you with your buckets."

She giggled "You always were the gentlman. But no thanks Geo I can handle the buckets." She nudged him with her hips heading back to her cottage "Maybe later we can practise sword fighting. YOu did promise to teach me." She winked at him over her shoulder.

"See ya later Lana you know were to find me." He went back to his patrol.

Alana went inside her cottage and hanging the first bucket on a hook she tied a rope on the handle. She stripped and stood underneath the bucket with some homemade soap and washed her body and hair. She put on her other set of clothes along with her cloak and headed outside of town to the river. She smiled at the guards by the gate passing by an old woman arguing with some funny lookin halfbreed. She got on her knees and began beating her clothes on the washing rock humming to herself. When she finished she headed back into town bypassing the line. She went to the marketplace and situated herself at her spot waiting for a job to pass by.