It was early, but the crisp air of the bailey reminded Auria of the home she had just left. She loved the sharp cold filling her nose. This air was more humid, and didn't have the scent of trees in it, but it woke her up and got her brain working.

Back home, she had kept her hammer leaning against her bed. Occasionally as she tossed and turned in her sleep, it would fall over, but its presence had comforted her. Now she took a few practice swings. She settled into the weight easily, all of her training coming back to her. It really was like riding a bike.

As Auria approached, she noticed Ray had already arrived. So, feeling the need to tease her, she cheerfully called out, "Hey Ray! You pull a Leeroy Jenkins this time around and I'll kill you!"