On the second floor of the chapterhouse if one turned left instead of right at the top of the stairs, one would walk passed the closed Meditation and Restraint rooms. You would hear the squeaking of shoes on wood floor, the giggling of chains and 'thunk' 'thunk' thunk'. The door would be slightly ajar. Inside you would see a small, old, bearded man in a black t-shirt, black sweats and black slip on shoes with a woven rosary swinging as the man moved. The little old man methodically moves through a series of body blows to a free standing punching back, dealing what would rib and and kidney shots on a person taller than the monk.
Matamune