Today was another long training day, despite having been apart of the pretty blue guild he did not adhere to their rule of dressing his best, in fact he had been dressing down when he wasn’t in the vicinity of their guild hall, even now he wore nothing but a black t-shirt, loose fitting pants and sneakers. To further part him from the image of his new guild the dismal clothes he wore were tattered from his training sessions and seemed on the cusps of falling apart at any moment. He’d be strung up high for breaking the rule so hard.
He rested at the water’s edge, hands cupped together as he cleaned himself up. He’d bring the water up to his face, splashing the cool liquid onto it and washing himself the best he could before rinsing his hands again. While he was content resting by the water side. He wasn’t paying any mind to anything around him and the sound of a snapped twig would go unnoticed, if anyone was approaching they could certainly get the drop on him.