The forest by the coast appeared to be thick and lush with life. So lush in fact that someone without a good sense of direction might get lost wandering just a few yards in. There seemed to be little chance the city guards would follow. The group probably didn't want to be lost however, so as an alternative there were three somewhat reliable ways to navigate a path from the southern village Grhinat to the northern city Galdcavern, each with advantages and disadvantages, at least going by the maps.

-A river seems to snake its way upstream along the western borders up until its source; a waterfall peak that the should have a clear view to Galdcavern. It is the slowest route, at around seven days (or nights) of walking on foot.

-The most obvious route is the formerly well traveled trail that cuts directly through the forest. The path is hard to see at points, but it should be the easiest to walk, and the map indicates it has some sort of traveler's rest point about a day through. The total time would be around five days of walking by foot.

-Another option was the coast, it would likely be reliable since both points are coastal, yet it was rocky, and the most covered in fog. It also didn't touch any bodies of fresh water for the duration of the five day trip.

The forest grew darker by each moment as the sun set for the night, a chilly wind nipped at the landscape as the sounds of the night started to replace those of the day.

OOC: I'm assuming we're continuing directly from the previous thread.

Feliph became even more flustered at Tath's words, but she was momentarily spared from her embarrassment by the stress of passing through the gates without attracting attention. Though she wondered how such a motley crew managed to get by without a second glance; certainly she would have given the group one. Some of its members more than others.

Once it seemed safe to talk out of earshot, she managed a smile, although she still seemed a bit self-conscious around the feline young woman. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Tath, Zigor, everyone," she said as they continued walking. Probably best to put some distance between them and the town before they stopped. "My name is Feliph, and to, ah, answer your question... I overheard some of what that fortune teller was saying, and it sounded interesting. Although to tell the truth, you seemed like such an interesting band anyways, it made me curious."

Her smile widened, and she reached down to pat Hamilton's head. He gave a tongue-lolling grin in response. "Oh, and this is Hamilton. Don't worry if he gets too friendly with you, he's a gentle giant, aren't you Hammy?" She rubbed his head, and he wagged his tail enthusiastically and pranced a little as he walked.

The trail widened and narrowed at random intervals as they went on through he forest. "Interesting, aye? You may very well have the same natural instincts as a vulture, milady." The knight stopped when the path left the forest for a moment, intersecting a wind worn alcove near the beach. "Not bad instincts to have for a bandit though. If you'd care to join us, I won't leave my debt unpaid. After all, this whole curse business seems to leave us a bit shorthanded as it sorts itself out."

Contrasting the dark forest, the beach was lit in a bluish white tint by the light of the moon. "This spot seems reasonably defensible if you mortals need your nightly rest." The spirit gestured towards a slightly concave limestone wall facing towards the beach away from the forest. "Or we can continue, at least once we've plotted a course on the map." Zigor said with some bias towards hurrying along.

Once far enough away from the guards that attacks where unlikely, Tora changes back to her tiger form. Given the events of the last few days, it seemed prudent. When Zigor spoke up, she replied "While I don't mind night travel, it does tend to bring out all the creatures that hunt once the sun goes down. That and we might have to deal with spiders if those webs are any indication."

She'll point to the largest wed she sees, though this will be of little help to those that can't see in darkness.

Eve walked up behind Tora. "I'd rather not find out what made them." She had been close enough to hear the conversation of the past few minutes but far enough back that she did not seem to be noticed. "Besides if we camp here, Sir Knight in ghostly armor can be guard. If I am not mistaken we need to recount our numbers. Some of our merry band has gone missing in the two hours I have left you to go gather supplies." She had a feeling that what ever the teller had spoken, it was an ill omen to those who heard it.

The armor's helm creaked slightly as it nodded in affirmation to Eve. The spirit was not typically so accommodating, but it wasn't as though the restless soul had anything better to do for the rest of the night.

The air was cool with a gentle sea mist breeze, and was steadily getting colder. With the sun completely gone at this point, the waxing, nearly full moon in the clear, star-filled sky provided enough light for a human to see the beach and the illuminated water fairly clearly, but it was still only enough light to make the shadows of the thick forest contrast to near blackness just a few feet in. A few pieces of driftwood, rocks, and seashells were scattered around the sand on the empty beach. The sounds of rocking waves and rustling leaves filled the air. On the visible crest of the forest, close to where Tora had pointed out the nearly invisible web, another web suddenly became quite visible at an unlucky brown bat flew into the trap, tangling instantly with a screeching panicked struggle.

The creature tugged and struggled pitifully, but it served little save for getting it tangled further. It shook like a worm on a fishing line, and appropriately the bait lured in the predator. The branches above creaked with weight, a long spindly leg slowly reached out of the shadows, probing ever closer to the bat. A slight high pitch voice squeaked out "Meep, help me!"

Eve sat down and watched mortified at the sight. She looked at the others. "So what what happened in town? I know you people attract attention like a moth to fire, but we are missing half our team, and taking on random people."

"Some random half-witted amateur spilled a trove of coins onto us out of nowhere." The armor pointed a finger angrily at the half-elf, a hollow rattling sound accompanied the gesture. Removing his right 'hand', Zigor shook loose a stray coin lodged in his gauntlet. It fell silently into the sand by the majority of the group, gleaming a shiny silver. On it was a crest, a jeweled trident on one side, a bundle of wheat on the other.

"The other half-elf started  scrambling for coins and was taken, not sure about the other two. Either way, hopefully their absence solves our problem."

Behind the group the bat was getting wrapped up in the web like a parcel to be taken away by the spider, it made sounds, proving it was still alive, but they were slowly getting muffled by each layer.

Eve picked it up and turned it back over in her hand a few times. The coin was petty in her eyes and seemed to have caused enough trouble for the group. At one time a coin like this would have been spare change to trade off as she pleased but she no longer could see it as that. This could buy bread, well at least in any town that would accept it and not assume it had been stolen. She shrugged and handed the coin off, "Nothing special about it." Part of Eve had been grateful it was not a Hawk and rose symbol.

Feliph had been sorry to see the bat fly into the spider's web, but she'd had to train herself to keep interference in the way of nature to a minimum. After all, if she saved the bat then the spider would starve instead, and even if she found bats cuter than spiders it wouldn't feel totally right to her.

Then the bat actually spoke up, though, which changed things quite a lot. Defending sentient life was something Feliph took seriously. "What-- hey! Come on, let's help that bat!" she urged the others, but she didn't wait for their response before speeding toward the web with Hamilton. "You leave that bat alone!" she said, on the very outside chance that the spider was intelligent too, but since it probably wasn't she used some low-level body language to try to indicate that she wanted the spider to back off, too. She quickly brandished her quarterstaff to try to put it between the predator and its prey, figuring it would be dangerous to just try to grab the bat while it was wrapped up like that.

The spider hissed, spraying some sort of mist from its mouth at the pair and whomever else followed in close enough range. The king crab sized arachnid then reared up and quickly skittered back into the forest. Clearly it was more of a passive predator, lying in wait to abduct something trapped in its web.  "Mmmmphmphm!" The bound bat made a muffled noise of what seemed to be appreciation at Feliph.

Tath had been lagging behind, the thief still rightly paranoid that they would be followed. Her rapier had been sheathed, however, and she seemed confident enough to keep her guard up only for the denizens of the forest, now that they were out of sight of the town. Fortunately for her, witnessed Feliph's defense of the bat. Glaring the spider's way, she stalked around the edges of the fire's light towards the bat. She canted her head at the little thing, before unsheathing a claw and carefully carving a slit for it's mouth, as well as a slitted opening. Just enough to give the bat a chance to wriggle free, perhaps.

After all, Tath was a woman of sport and chance. That. . .And she wanted a chance to speak with the bat before it flew away. "Hello," She purred, dropping to a sitting position. "Tell me a little bit about the forest, friend, and I might just letcha free."

"Hahhah..." The bat took a moment to catch its breath before chirping excitedly, whether in gratitude or fear, "y-yes, of course! There's lots of stuff in this forest; right behind me, a few flaps away there's a glade with the yummiest peaches ever, they're as big as me, and sweet as spring nectar... My home is close too, it's warm, big, and safe from the spiders and owls, you all are welcome to stay with us! Oh and there's a grove of cherries right by it, and if you're traveling to the village are these pear trees further along, oh and if you go across the sea a little bit there are these mangoes, and..." The bat prattled on, but only seemed to have fruit on its mind.

Eve had managed to get up and wander over by the time the Bat had recounted its knowledge of groves and orchards. "Well at least we won't starve." She muttered as she looked at Tath.

Tora had stood back and watched the whole affair unfold, not wanting to be too close as she was cautious of an ambush/trap. Once it seemed clear that wasn't the case, she comes closer. She frowns at Eve's comment. "Fruit alone isn't much better starving..." She WAS a large carnivore after all.

Eve nodded realizing her mistake. The others weren't so easily satisfied by fruit, but she could easily live off of it. "Where there are orchards, there are usually game living near, if not birds and squirrels. That should help keep you two happy for a bit."

The bat wriggled uncomfortably at the talk of meat. The web was a bit looser from Tath's claw, but it still seemed to be trapped. "Umm, could someone let me free please? I-I don't mean that I'm scared or anything, some of my best friends drink blood... It's just really sticky in here. I'd be glad to show you all around the forest as thanks, especially for the ones that rescued me. If the spiders spit on you, we need to get you somewhere safe before they come back."

"Hmmm..." Tora looks at the webbing a moment then chants a few quick words. Her claws are then covered in blue and white flames. "Cold should help with the stickiness." She then carefully uses her claws to cut the webbing.

Feliph coughed as the spider sprayed its mist, but still managed to knock the bat loose and get it away from the spider before she tended to herself. She left it in the others' care for the moment as, eyes watering, she murmured a few simple incantations to purge the poison from herself and then Hamilton. She would have done it the other way around, but she didn't want the poison to intensify and interfere with her magic.

"Tath, don't be silly, we're going to free the bat regardless," she said, but as it turned out Tora cut the bat free by the time she made it back to the group. "Oh, thank you Tora. So, were you poisoned, little bat? And what's your name?" She wondered at that spell the impressively furred girl had used, but kept that to herself for now.

Tath grinned as her companions spoke in a way only a predator could, canine teeth peeking out from the feline's lips. Her glee at being in control of this little bat was dampened, however, by the sudden glow of blue flame. She winked at the freed, talking thing, before slowly drawing herself to her feet, scratching idly just behind a twitching ear as she laughed half-heartedly.

"Oh, but where's the fun in letting them know right away? Flappy here coulda had some buried, shiny goodies ripe for the picking." She half-pouted, half-teased. Cleaning the sticky web off her claw with a cloth, she took stock of the situation. "Some fruit, maybe a spell or two to keep unwanted visitors out, clanky on watch all night. . .And it just might be cozy here."

Beat.

"Maybe after we get away from the spiders who want to eat you. How 'bout it, flappy, know a safe place?" She queried towards their new friend, putting an idle hand on the pommel of her blade.

The small furry creature's tiny eyes bugged out a bit when Tora's flaming claws closed in on it, but its mood immediately improved upon being freed. IT looked at the large tiger-woman appreciatively, then at Feliph. "No, I'm fine, thanks to you." The bat stretches its now free wings and gives a little flap. "My name is-" Instead of a word, it makes a couple of high pitched bat sounds, "In this language, there is not really a word that I know for it... it means the scent from a peel of an orange."

The bat flaps a few times and takes off into the air, staying  low enough to remain in reach. It looks around and makes a few sounds in each direction to get it bearings. "Our home is that way" The flying creature says pointing its small pink nose to the northwest, into the forest and off the path the group had been following. "It isn't far if you want to come. We have always been safe inside, the spiders don't come close unless you are in a web or they can spit down on your head. It's the owls I'm more afraid of..." The creature landed back near the group, shuddering in fear as a light hoot echoed in the distance.

Eve stood off watching the creature. Safety it seemed from the spiders would aid them but she wondered what other unseen dangers they might come across with a bat as their guide. She had never much cared for the flying mice.

"Well, isn't that a nice name," Feliph said with a smile. "Well then, how about we follow our new little friend, everyone? It sounds like a pleasant place to visit at least, and fairly safe." She looked back up at the bat. "Is it safe for you to fly now? I could carry you."

Hamilton sneezed a couple of times and shook his head violently, then seemed to regain his usual good humor, prancing around the group and sometimes sniffing at them.

Tath's tail swished back and forth, though whether it was idle happenstance or restlessness with Feliph's pet around was unclear. Surveying the surrounding area, it was only when she had a good sense of her immediate surroundings that she looked back to Feliph and the bat. "Either way, we should probably get headed soon. There's a lot more than owls and spiders out here that can get us."

"Thank you, but it's safer if I lead you. A lot of times it's not good to use your eyes in the forest. Some things aren't what they seem to be." The bat said mysteriously before hurrying into the forest. "Come on! This way!" The bat was quick, but it stayed only a few yards ahead of the group, fluttering into the small glimpses of moonlight that peaked into the upper branches as it used as it used echolocation to scout the way ahead.

The forest seemed to be almost as dark as a cavern beyond the shore outskirts and the cut path. Overgrown brambles and twisted roots wove across the ground, it would be a difficult journey even without the crafty predators to worry about.

Eve retrieved her bag and nodded. She was tired, but safety sounded nice after the days events.

Tora follows along as they follow the bat.

"All right, thank you for the help then," Feliph said warmly to the bat. A quick gesture to Hamilton led him to quickly fall in with her, and the two of them set to following their new friend.

As they walked, she looked between Tath and Tora and smiled. "So, are you two perhaps related somehow, or are you actually different sorts of creatures? If you don't mind my asking."

Tath glanced at Tora, shrugged, and gave Feliph another grin. "Her story to tell, Cutie, not mine. But nah, we're not. I'm catfolk." She said, taking to following the bat alongside the curious girl.

Tora glances at Tath as she glances at her then laughs. "No, we're different. I'm a lycanthrope, a weretiger. I'm a shapechanger while catfolk keep only one form. I can even change into a tiger if I wish."
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"Hm, people these days don't scare themselves silly with tales of secret lycanthropes? Well, that's lucky... ah, for the humans at least." Zigor's bright red eyes glanced at Feliph, then Tora upon realizing the implication. Turning away, the knight continued down the way, clearing away some branches with a sweep of his blade.

"It's changed a lot, but I think I've been here before. Five days marching south with a small regiment, every couple of hours some pathetic wretch would whine about the wildlife looking at them: 'Oh! It's one o' them werewolves in disguise come t' eat us. That there's a witches familiar, I know it; squirrels don't fly. I think I just saw a ghost back there! You know that a vampire lives in a big old castle out here... '" The spirit prattled on mockingly, stopping short as the forest finally opened up.

Beyond the trees was a towering castle and a few old houses. The houses looked unlived in, most had broken windows and were already covered in moss and vines. The castle, for as much as the moonlight revealed was a dusty gray, blending into the small mountain behind it. The bat continued towards the structure's right side, turning back of forth in mid-hover, beckoning the group over.
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Eve followed the spirit with a small smile. She shifted her bag on her shoulder and looked at him. "Well vampires and witches may not be in these woods, but you still linger like a ghost." She teased as she walked.

Feliph colored a little at Tath's term of address. "Um, thank you," she mumbled, unsure whether that was the correct thing to say. She brightened a little after that at the information she'd received, though. "Oh, I see. What an interesting distinction. So Tora, if I understand correctly, some people are born lycanthropes and some acquire it, right? Would you mind telling me what kind you are?" She looked back to Tath as well. "And Tath, what is catfolk society like? Do you live more like humans or cats?" She pulled out her notebook, eager to record their answers and her observations.
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Tora chuckles at the question. "I'm a natural one of course. The afflicted are unable to control the beast inside themselves and tend to prowl for prey under the light of the moon. They tend to get themselves killed rather quickly."

Tath smirked. "We live like regular people, Cutie." She scoffed. Even though they were under the color of darkness, it was pretty easy to gauge what sort of reaction Tath had on the girl, and it seemed the catfolk had no intentions of letting up. "We do like scratched behind the ears and a warm bowl of milk, though." With that, she winked, emitting a mew as soft as she could.

"We get a bad reputation for bein' thieves and all, what with the 'not having our own homeland and being nomadic wanderers' business, but we're pretty relaxed as a species. Keep to ourselves, look out for our own." She shrugged. "Guess that makes me the odd one out, adventurin' without a group that doesn't have more catfolk that just me, but we ain't all model members of our society."

"...Still, Tora's catfolk-y enough when she's not an animal to count for somethin', I guess." She ribbed Tora good-naturedly.

The hollow knight responded to Eve's teasing with a strange and humorless laugh as they approached nearer to the castle.

The path behind them was already hard to differentiate form the rest of the forest, it really didn't have anything special about it to find their way back to the path, besides an excessive amount of thorns and poison ivy. The bat near the castle chirped happily at the group "Welcome to my home, please come on in any make yourselves comfortable!"

Unfortunately the creature was not inviting them into the castle. It flew into the mouth of a dark, dank cave behind the castle. It was impossible to see into the cave without a source of light, but it sounded like an uncountable number of bats were inside, and it smelled distinctly of guano.

Eve scrunched her nose at the smell. She had slept in worse places. She closed her eyes and swallowed the distaste for this cave. "Lovely little haven you have here." The darkness bothered her more than the smell. She stood at the mouth of the cave with the tin man.

Feliph found Tath's reaction so cute that she could manage little more than a small "Um... oh," in response. She blushed harder, and tried to cover for it by writing more in her notebook. She would have continued the attempted recovery by questioning the others as well, but then their new friend wound up introducing them to his home.

Having spent a good portion of her life in close contact with animals, Feliph wasn't especially bothered by the smell, although Hamilton was making some snuffling noises that suggested displeasure. "Well, isn't this nice, thank you!" she said happily, moving to join Eve. "Out of curiosity, whose castle is that we just passed?" It was quite the landmark - a good addition to the rough map Feliph was keeping as they traveled.

The creatures in the dark chattered among themselves before two left the blackness to greet the group. One was the bat that had brought them there, the other was of a different species, it was old looking, unusually old for a bat.  "That is the castle where the Countess sleeps." The new bat's voice was fluent, masculine, and surprisingly loud for its size, contrasting in almost every way with the fruit bat. "Thank you very much for saving our young one. It has been so dangerous since the Countess has stopped coming out. She was the one who taught my generation to speak your tongue, and I taught these children. I apologize, these children do not know your ways, and they have never gotten used to the light. If you would like, I can show you the castle so you can rest and be rewarded." The old bat sounded polite and proper, like an old butler, but a small undertone in his voice sounded pleading.

Tora nods after listening to the elderly bat. "That would be great, thanks. The castle would be a much more comfortable places for us to rest. By the way, you mentioned the Countess. What could you tell us about her?"

"Well, she's kind and generous ruler; welcomes pretty much any sort of creature, makes you feel safe no matter who you are." as the bat talked it retreated back into the darkness, a few moments later a slight dim light appeared on a cave wall.  Several bats including the old and young one led the group into the new passage, which in turn led into the castle.

The room that the cave led into appeared to be a kitchen. It appeared no one had used it in some time. Pots and pans made of copper and iron lined the dusty walls, enough for a fully staffed castle of several dozen people. Although there was no food, the place was otherwise well stocked, enough firewood and coal lined to walls to to keep the place lit and warm for several weeks. There was pretty much every type of cooking and eating utensil a gourmand could ask for was in good supply, formed from wood, copper, and even a few spoons of ornate gold, though none of silver. "This is the kitchen, there have been no deliveries in some time, but feel free to use anything as though this were your home." Just then a loud crack sounded from outside. A large storm seemed to be rolling in from the coast. "Oh my, that sounds like a big storm coming. You all must be quite lucky to have arrived here when you did."

The bat continued through the dining room to the main hall, briefly pointing things out as he fluttered around the ornately decorated abode. Vases and paintings of some worth lined the walls, along with unlit sconces. "The baths are over here, and there's a library over there." Flying to the top of the stairs, it pointed down a hallway. "The bedrooms are up here. You may sleep in any room but the large one at the end. That is Countess Branwen's personal chamber. I'm afraid she doesn't wake often; a curse from the one who brings the spiders..."

Eve looked around, carefully examining the table wear. She had learned a lot in her travels over the past many years. She looked at the bat carefully. The Countess was something new to her, but she had not traveled this far in some time and she usually avoided the coast. "Lovely table wares. I haven't seen such details since I left Elosa, the Elvin city to the far north." She had not been to Elosa in years and for many personal reasons she had avoided it. She shook off the thought of that city and worked her way behind the tin man.

"Who is the one who brings the spiders?" Feliph asked curiously. Behind her, Hamilton was expressing his own curiosity by sniffing everything. "Is there some way we could help break this curse?"

Tath merely grinned, walking through the cave with mild amusement. The catfolk cast an appraising eye at all the fine wares shown, though kept her paws to herself. . .for the moment. She didn't want to risk anything untoward just yet, and she still had a night's sleep ahead of her. Pulling her scarf up over her nose, she frowned at the smell.

She cast a glance at Tora and Eve, along with one towards Feliph. Pulling out a leather-bound journal, Tath scribbled something down in one of the pages as they walked. Whispering a word into it, she tapped Feliph on the shoulder.

There weren't many rules Tath followed religiously as an adventurer, but a big one was 'never trust anyone giving handouts.' She tapped Feliph on the shoulder, keeping pace beside her, and discreetly showed her the note she'd written.

"Bunk with me tonight." It read in surprisingly eloquent cursive. She gave Feliph a serious look and a final nod as she stowed the journal.

After so much time spent happily indulging her curiosity, first about all the bats and their cave and then this castle, Feliph had pretty much managed to get over her earlier, embarrassed awkwardness. But it came roaring back in a big way when she read Tath's note. Her face flushed a bright red, and she stammered helplessly "Um, ah...," sounding so quiet and strangled that even Hamilton looked up in alarm, before she realized that Tath probably meant for her not to vocalize an answer at all. So she finally managed a shaky nod, still blushing furiously.

Tora gave the air a few experimental sniffs to see if anything unusual found it's way to her nose. She also took a few moments to check the floor to see what tracks they where. As she does she can't help noticing the interaction between Tath and Feliph. She's unsure what transpired but can clearly sense Feliph embarrassment. She gives Feliph a knowing look while sporting a big grin.

Eve scanned the area as she walked making a mental map of their walks. She counted any doors or pathways that crossed their path.

The scents of guano thankfully dissipated further from the cave, into the castle; giving way to an earthy dustiness that suggested the place hadn’t been swept in some time, it seemed that the bats didn’t use the passage to much, or at least were taught to do their business outside their mistress’ domain. “He was one of yours, a um… human? Yes, he claimed to be a human healer serving a ‘religious order’.” The elder bat seemed genuinely foreign as to the ways of the international world, in fact, he seemed not to be fully confident in discerning the respective species of the group. “He met with the Countess, and I do not know what transpired after, but she wakes sometime only once or twice a week, only to eat a bit, then returns to her chambers and slumbers. It’s impossible to get through to her...”

He sounded genuinely worried, then the fruit bat that led them there piped in. “You saved me! Maybe you can cure her too! Please, please, I’ve always wanted to meet ‘Countess’ and thank her too.” The young bat seemed to know even less of the world outside, using the noble’s title as a name. “No! Er… No, I mean, yes… P-please, um, yes, it would be very generous if you to try assisting Countess Branwen, but… please rest first. The countess is sleeping, and you should all sleep too, it is far too late in the day for your kind. You should wait for the sun to rise.”

The building seemed more like a stone manor than a castle proper, there was no signs it was ever used for defense against any military forces, and there were no traces of any barracks or armory. Instead, it seemed to be designed for a moderate luxury, with several open styles rooms for lounging, eating, and entertaining guests, each furnished carefully and comfortably.

Tath suppressed a chuckle as she walked, endlessly amused by the girl's embarrassment. Even as her expression faded from serious to blase, a smile lingered on her lips as they walked. Glancing down at Hamilton, she winked conspiratorially at the beast, before feigning a yawn, arching her back and stretching her arms out.

"Speakin' of rest, we had somethin' of a busy day. Wouldja mind showin' us where the rooms  are? I think we'll need three, between Eve'n'Tora, Feliph'n'me, and Clanks over there." The Catfolk spoke up, putting an arm around Feliph's waist and gently tugging her closer. At this point, Tath was just trying to make the human girl blush.

"If it's all the same, my soul does not rest. I shall stay down here and await those of you that survive the night. Perhaps I can finally get some reading done, if no screams for help manage to pierce this stone..." The knight briefly let his red eyes scan the room, wondering at Tath's comment why the rest of their little group hadn't entered yet. He gave a bow to the women then started trudging off towards the library.

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Eve watched the tin man go. "Thanks." She shouted sarcastically before entering her room. She had never had much trouble with sharing a room. Things seemed safer that way, for the most part.


TO interior room-->>

Tora takes her time checking out the exterior before she heads in to see what it's like.

TO interior room-->>

Hamilton still had a trace of suspicion about cat-themed people as a concept, but his happy, expressive face still seemed to return Tath's smile. Feliph, on the other hand, didn't even have time to recover before Tath's arm was around her waist, sending a little thrill of excitement and embarrassment through her. Well aware that she was blushing furiously, Feliph tried to give a casual sort of laugh to make it seem like less of a big deal, but in her breathless state it came out kind of hysterical instead. "Hahaha! Um, thanks! We'll just head there then!"

To the corner bedroom

Tath had to bite down on her lower lip, hard, to suppress the chuckle bubbling up to the surface. Casually following the bat as he led them to their room, she watched Feliph out of the corner of her eye.

To the Corner Bedroom.