Arachne pulled on her gear, the beautiful and well made crafted armor lay next to her on the bed. Pulling on her under garments, she looked around the room she had stayed in the night before. After she fixed her under garments on, she put on the out layer, instead of a dress. She wore the normal Connlaoth style, putting on her form fitting shirt and leather pants, then buckling on the under bust.
Standing up, she tucked her armor away under the bed, hiding it. Then she brushed her long fiery red hair out, pulling out a few pins, she pinned her hair up, leaving one of the shorter ginger colored locks to rest against the front of her cheek. Studying her face in the mirror, Arachne put some special glossy red paint on her lips, giving them more color.
Pulling on her large black boots, she pulled them over her feet. Grunting she finished off her apparel with a large well made broad sword to go into her belt. Smiling to herself she neared the door of the room she had rented, pulling open the door she made her way out of the building and down into the out skirts of the town, and out into the forest.
On her way to have a good training session, she stopped at a river about seven miles from the village she had stayed at. Crouching down she put her hand into the icy water and took a deep sip. Her senses alert, her shield up. Ready for almost anything