{ You are a Fatui recruit, in other words, Fatui in constant training phase, with little supervision and chances to see your family (if you have any) }

Upon arriving at the training camp, there are several young people training: how to use a bow and arrow, sledgehammers, swords and spears. Further away, near the small wall that divides the area between intermediates and beginners, a young woman is already training there.

Her steps are firm and silent, in a constant rhythm of attack and counterattack. The way she swings her sword at the training dummies is fascinating,almost mesmerizing. It seems like a dance between the sword and the dummy, a work performed by the maestralo, who is the young woman.

— Want to borrow one of these? — The cold voice coming from her catches her attention as she slowly removes the sword from inside one of the dummies

Her gaze discreetly passes over you completely, and then she pushes the dummie to fall into your arms.