[Paulette]

When Ciriodhûl started bowing before her, Paulette tried not to show her embarrassment on her face. She learned to know his peculiar way of speaking down some catacombs and thought it was a character he had built for dealing with the reality shift, but two months later, he still acted that way and was totally natural in his role. The action of bowing looked unsophisticated, he embodied the housekeeper's skin. She just had to accept his behavior as it was. “It’s hard to believe he lived in our former world, “milady” sounds so outdated and excessive to me, but what can I say, I’m happening to carry a mixt of a girl and a fox whose hair is naturally pink and blue pigmented in my arms, and well… I’ve seen others. It’s just that he is so mannered.” While thinking about it, the purple haired adventurer saw Sola appear onto the Shaman’s back. Another creature the young girl was used to seeing and didn’t question the existence anymore. The tiny cat spirit was sweet and playful and always stuck to her companion.

But for the first time at Paulette’s knowledge, the tiny cat faunri spirit left Cirio’s body proximity and sat up on her shoulder. This was the first time she saw Sola move away from her partner and even establish contact with another adventurer. The young girl felt gifted as if a cat had chosen her lap to nap. After gaining the trust of Olivia, she had obviously won the confidence of a second friendly faunri girl.

-A girl’s night ? I’m actually exhausted from journeying alone, I would love to spend some time with the two of you.

Sometimes, Olivia was half-opening her eyes, like she was in the middle of a nightmare or something. On their side, the men started to plan some camping night, and furthermore, the money mine story was still floating in everyone’s mind.

Paulette saw the cohesion smoothly settle between their improvised group and smiled imperceptibly. “There is something novel in the universe, about the way we grow friendship maybe ?”

-Does Sola speak the truth ? Are you really alright with all of this, Ciriodhûl ? You too SidO ? If it is, I agree that we set the evening this way. But I dislike the idea of you doing every chores, so would you all accept if I offer breakfast for everyone tomorrow morning ? I’ll see with the innkeeper what we can do. I can make pancakes - however they aren’t as good as Ollivia’s cookies but she seems unable to cook for the moment - and I’m sure they’ll have some maple syrup or quince jam on their kitchen shelves.

Preparations for the evening being on the solving path, she needed to clear another topic.

She turned to address the mysterious man that she previously had some curiosity over.

-Nice to meet you, Anomaly, Am I correct ? Are you talking about your expertise because you believe in that kid’s tale ? Do you plan on fighting the mammoth of the song ? I am myself in fact dying of curiosity to learn whether it’s real or not !

She paused and looked at each adventurer in front of her. The lovely music and good meal had taken effect and transformed the gloomy atmosphere from outside into some warmful tavern ambient smell. Confident, she asked :

-If Olivia is waking up well rested tomorrow, would it be crazy to ask if you want to form a party and venture in the mining area just to check if there isn’t any pit inhabited by a monster ??



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[Olivia]

Olivia dream started to end and she began to open her eyes but she had to eat the massive cookie in her dream first ''come here cookie lets get Eatin!'' Olivia quickly ate the massive cookie within in Micro-seconds ''god I'm so full now Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp'' Olivia let out a massive burp in the real world what woke her up.
Olivia found herself in a bed with Paulette sitting on a chair beside her with another lady on her shoulder. Olivia held her head for a second and looked across to see a room.

''HUH ?! HOW I GET HERE.?! AND HOW IAM CLEAN NOW?! with new clothing ?! HUH?!'' Olivia was confused but she looked over at Paulette again ''goddess you saved me again!!!'' Olivia rushed out of bed into a hug on Paulette '' Thank you so much!!'' Olivia ended the hug and looked up at Paulettes shoulder again '' mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm '*poke* *poke* *poke* ''Hello little lady on the goddess shoulder!'' would you like a cookie?'' Oliva felt rude but also happy that she was meeting on of the goddess friends.

Olivia then grabbed her bag and Pulled out a bag of cookies with coconut sprinkles on top '' I've been saving these for when i meet you again goddess'' 

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[Ciriodhul]

Sola was delighted, when she heard Paulette accept her proposal of a girl’s night, and kept swinging her bare legs and tail, which was gently hitting her current chair’s neck.

Roughly at the same time Ciriodhûl found himself in the middle of being offered a place in the tired-looking Zarian’s tent, who had seemingly misunderstood his offer to clean his clothes as an invitation to join their as of yet almost formed adventuring party. When the shaman looked at the sorcerer, his unstable posture and disheveled clothes, while he was digging around in his item pouch to finally pull out some camping supplies, Ciriodhûl got the feeling he would not quite enjoy the experience. After all it didn’t look like the man in front of him had enjoyed it the last couple of nights. For a moment he thought about a polite but negative response, when SidO handed him a bloodied shirt to clean and took the sorcerer’s offer instead.

“Sure, I don’t mind at all”, Ciriodhûl said to SidO and then added towards both: “If you don’t mind, I will take your room then, SidO. Or, should that not be possible, I will ask the teenagers for a sleeping place inside the stables. I very much appreciate your kindness, it is just that my aching body longs for a roof above its head.” While this wasn’t necessarily a lie, Ciriodhûl or rather Frowin had left out his personal disdain for camping. Back in the world they came from his frail body had never permitted it. Maybe because of that he had made himself dislike it. And now it also reminded him of his first miserable week on the streets of Romalia; a time he did not want to experience again.

The housekeeper was thankful, when Paulette chimed in again and inquired about whether Sola had been speaking the truth. “Yes, she does. Just go ahead and leave the dirtied clothes outside the room. I’ll come and pick them up when I have managed to get my hands on a washing trough. So have a relaxing night, miladies”, Ciriodhûl replied. For a moment he considered turning down her following offer for breakfast, but a moment before he opened his mouth again he remembered that he wasn’t here as a housekeeper but as a traveler seeking out experiences: “Oh, and yes. I would be delighted to taste your pancakes, Paulette.”

Paulette then asked all of them of whether they wanted to form an adventuring party tomorrow, thereby making official what had been in the air for quite a while now. The shaman simply nodded with a soft smile on his lips, while all of them agreed.

“If you would now excuse me. I still have to ask the innkeepers for a washing trough and will need to wait for the fire to burn out, so I can use the ashes for lye. Have a good night under the stars.”, Ciriodhûl said to SidO and Anomaly, before turning to Paulette and Olivia again: “As I said. Simply put the clothes in front of the door outside my room when you are ready. You will find them cleaned in the same place when you wake up. Goodnight!”

With these words the housekeeper left the group to talk with the Antashi family. They were gracious enough to lend him her washing trough and let him have the fireplace’s ashes under the condition of cleaning some of their clothes as well. He gladly accepted their conditions, waited in the taproom, until everyone had left to their respective sleeping places and the fire had burnt down, went upstairs to retrieve Paulette’s and Olivia’s clothes, and got to work. While it was rather easy to get the mud out of Olivia’s coat, it was much harder to clean SidO’s bloodied shirt. When he was finished the inn had grown so silent that it was as if the building itself had fallen asleep while the rain was playing a lullaby on the windows. Kneeling on the ground in front of the washing trough the exhaustion of the day kicked finally in. With his last bit of strength Ciriodhûl emptied out the watering trough outside and put it back where he had been told to. Then he went upstairs. There he put down the proper folded clothes in front of his room’s door. And now, finally, after one of the most exhausting days of his life, he went to sleep. A last thought crossed his mind before he lost his consciousness, something about Sola and the women, but he just couldn’t remember.

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Tags: Anomaly SidO Paulette Olivia
Word Count: 763
Total Word Count: 3873