Preparing the Futire Ace [Personal Plot/Invite]

Eve Will has strong admirations which even stronger boundaries in her future to climb or smash through starting which she knows too well. Eve would buy some paper resources, a feather and some ink before moving to her room inside the Traders Guild household which had given her a place to stay while in Reim.  Once she reached her temporary bedroom she would lock the door, close the curtain leaving the only light source to be the flickers of candle enlighten a small area consisting of an Oak Desk and Chair perfect for writing.

she places the supplies on the desk sitting down on the strong oak chair and using thin string binds the pages together constructing a taty custom book for her initial planning for the world. On the first pace, she would create an image relating to each goal she had instead of specific words in order to prevent others from comprehending. Though when it came down it what she would actually draw was one confusing image which she herself didn't understand its literally meaning but it would work as a strong reminder.

Turning the page, she would start writing down her connections which she has made within her life mainly focusing on her life as a kid moving from trade merchant to Trade merchant remembering a key phrase. [Like a old man's whisper in her mind "always have twice the Ace's up your sleeve" with this written down she created the goal to gain 5 supporters in Reim without telling them her goals just the symbol.

Eve Will starts exploring the capital city of ream focusing on the bars in the outer Reims trying to locate rouge travellers but this seemed harder than it looked no one was really the quiet guy in the back of the room just looking for a drink as reality passed them by seeking a righteous cause. Though she did find a group of mercenaries but that isn't her ideal candidate. She would spend hours on hours moving from establishment to establishment failing to find the ideal candidate. Once she realised it wouldn't be realistic to find such a person in the Capital city itself she would decided to visit local villages. Helping out where she could at each village weather it be hard farming, rebuilding buildings, even helping with training of some young fighters though no one seemed to be ideal. Her ideal candidate was someone not aliened to a country, strong morals had a will to travel and would potentially follower her as a friend without solid reasoning. Perhaps she wanted to much out of this part of the world, maybe she wanted to much in general though she wouldn't let this thoughts dwell on her mind as she finished her exploration after month of looking returning the Trading Tavern to write in her book.
Though Despite not finding her ideal group she had indirectly raised her influence with the lower people of the country quite a bit as news of her multiple exploits had started to travel from village to Village; bar to bar the name Eve Will the helper of the moments had begun spreading unknowingly to Eve herself.

Part 2: Proving commitment to one self

Eve will decides she has not giving her cause enough of her commitment and wants to do something to represent length of time and commit meant to her goals and only one thing she can think of which could achieve such a representation over night would mean she would need to get herself marked by her new symbol. Eve would go to a local blacksmith to get him to create the symbol in steel paying him with some gold from her victories. Once the symbol was created, she would clamp the bottom of the symbol and heated it preparing to brand herself though she would be stopped by the blacksmith telling her about a local artist who had a way to create much more pleasant markings.

Eve would make her way to the artist asking him to put mark her with her symbol not caring where though would be convinced to get it marked on her back. Untying the armour slots and removing her torso clothing Eve would lay down flat and letting the artist do his thing. After several hours laying flat on her torso while the artist places the Drawing on her back she is done.
...she has marked her back forever.

Still alone thinking inside her room, writing down everything she knows in the forum of a creative montage in her custom made book failing to locate a possible recruit or how she was going to achieve her goals the true reason for he mental block was lack of knowledge of the world. Visiting the capital of Reim library during this week of her activity reading everything she could regarding the world taking things with a pinch of salt assuming things would have a Reim bias. Taking notes in her book as she read more and more. She would in the end pick up a book about combat and suddenly realised she was not on the level of the level watching her dream strength. Her commitment for fighting in the Arena to maximise her physical ability with the intention to equip herself. Grabbing her sword and dashing towards the city exit with the intention of finding a decent place to train.

Eve will has sucesfully started her journey to move forward towards her future, creating the scales of the construal blade, risen a bit of reputation throughout the country of reim as being a good, person and strong fighter though she is totally unknowing to any of this and believes she failed looking for 5 followers to directly commit to her cause. She has created a book of knowledge and marked her body putting as much weight behind her future as she could just like swinging her sword down hard. Eve runs out of the capital city, to find a local village to take herself to the next level of swordsmanship listening to a book she had read during her time collecting information. [Exiting]