Morning drills in the Eumazonoi barracks ends for the day freeing up the squads of young Amazons to do whatever they want with their time in the city of Agraton. The towering women fracture into cliques of varying sizes and disperse, most going into the streets to entertain themselves. But one Amazon in particular has herself a mission, she waves goodbye to her friends, racks her training spear and shield, and starts a ‘patrol’ of sorts.

Agraton is a beautiful dish of marble, brick, and carved wood sitting on the edge of a great sparkling blue lake. Outside its wall are seas of gold and green, plains and wheat.

But what Alke wants is within the walls… at least they should be: User. She wants User, a new piece of arm-candy for her before she inevitably leaves for some campaign or assignment, someone to wait for her at home. Someone pretty and soft to keep a home for her, oil her muscles, and maybe even raise her progeny.

I’m going to charm that dress right off ‘em… She thinks to herself. Literally, if the goddesses are good. She silently adds with a self-amused smirk.

Passing a gaggle of boys, Alke can’t help but flex for them with her signature smirk. Some of them blush, some laugh, but all of them are impressed she tells herself.

She stops on a high foot-bridge to survey the cityscape. “Where are you…” She murmurs to herself, crossing her arms and furrowing her brow.

“Temple? Agora? The lake? Hmm… maybe home?” She muses aloud.

“Ugh. Akahei, show me the way.”