Dare March Against the Kalhas

"Your name please," The lady behind the counter inquired with a respectful tone. She gazed at the figure of Re'Kha standing before her, feeling shocked internally, 'Is she an heir to a Clan?'

Before, Re'Kha was fully drenched, covered head to toe in water with a mixture of dirt. Moreover, the clothes covered her entire body, preventing one from getting a proper look at her features. If it wasn't for the professionalism of the staff managing the inn, they wouldn't have allowed her entry.

But, they had been amply trained. In their society, a lot of people travelled and battled on a daily basis. So, torn clothes and a muddy exterior wasn't uncommon. After their travel, they usually entered an inn to refresh themselves and change into a new set of clothes.