Intro: Koriand'r, Ihliel, Aella

[Trunkyboy]

Ihliel gives a shuddering nod nod.

[Brian]

The spiky guy seems baffled at this approach.  "You may indeed be insideous enough to handle what is to come," he says quietly.  "Very well.  You are all released to your quarters to rest for the day.  Tomorrow, you shall all be given the specifics of your assignment."

[Corwin]

"Great!" Kory exclaims, before turning towards the cowardly-seeming demon. "So, where did you say you were staying?"

[Trunkyboy]

"In, in the gardens?"  Ihliel squeaks out.  

"And I DIDN'T say," he continues with a squeaky indignant huff.  "I don't actually think I have quarters yet..."

[Corwin]

"Well, I'm pretty sure there's an empty room next to mine." Kory frowns slightly. "Lots and lots of empty rooms, actually. You could always get one of those." Glancing at Aella thoughtfully, she asks, "How about you?"

[CyMage]

Aella grinned.  "I just want something with a bath and a big bed."

[Corwin]

"The bath part could probably be arranged," Kory muses, looking sideways at the spiky demon. "Baths need fire, and there's plenty of fire here. Ergo, enormous bathing potential."

"Not sure about the beds, though," she adds a moment later, chewing on her lower lip. "I don't really use them myself, so I never bothered with one."

[Brian]

"The bathing here is not potential, it has progressed into reality.  The public baths below the castle are open to all," the spiky one says abruptly.  "And a bed can be provided.  Which type will you require, seducing, sleeping, or combat?"

[CyMage]

"Do you have any multipurpose ones?"  Aella gave the demon a small grin.  "I like at least two of those things."

[Brian]

The spiky-one nods.  "Easily arranged," he replies, not asking which two of the three Aella intends.  "In fact, beds for all.  I'll send myself to fetch them."  Then the spiky-one wavers a bit, and steps in four directions, and he's become the spiky four.

"I'll stay here," one of them says.  "I should help the rest of myself carry things."  Then three of them march off, talking about how well they're handling the situation.

The remaining spiky-one nods in approval at his departing selves.

[Trunkyboy]

"What's a combat bed?"  Ihliel shuddering wants to know.

[Brian]

The spiky one raises an eyebrow.  "Let's just say there's worlds of durability beyond seduction and sleep," he answers.  "Your quarters," he concludes, stopping at the door of the room next door to Kory's.

[Corwin]

"I guess I'll see you all tomorrow," Kory says, smiling at her companions. "Have fun with your beds of seduction and combat!"

Still smiling, she slips into her room.

[Brian]

Kory slips into her room, and the spiky-three return, a sturdy bed carried between the two of them.  In a few minutes, the new room has a bed installed, and maps to the public baths are given to all (except Kory; hers is left attached to her door for when she wakes up).

"Anything else?" he asks.

[Trunkyboy]

Ihlies shuffles his way to one of the remaining rooms, still slightly confused on how a bed was supposed to be for seduction or combat.