Chapter 509: Down By the River

The great thing about living in a mobile camp is that it moves from time to time. The day before the next move, I went down to the river with a pile of washed clothing, two towels (water tends to get stuck between scales and skin), a mildly enchanted brush, and a buoyant tray with a pouch of soap powder.

It is important to note that while a good stretch of the river was patrolled by clan guards, I chose to bathe just south, just upstream, of that safe stretch. A spot where the patrolling guards could see, but only at one end of their patrol.

Yes, deliberately. Just hear me out.

My health bar was near full. I had the nutrition not only to keep a day's reserve, but also to develop some minor evolutions. I had two stacks of three wooden shields, my armor was clean and whole, my swords... okay, they weren't very clean, but I had two of them, curved cavalry sabers, and they were sharp.