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[b][u]Cuttersbury - Trail to Drych Lake[/u][/b]

[i]"YEAAAAAAH!"[/i]

It was at that moment that the awkward silence was broken... by Syed, who immediately burst out into laughter. As always, you could rely on his love for terrible puns and jokes and silly things like that. Well, it was partially that, and partially relief.

"Do you reckon he's gone?" he asked once he was finished, wiping at his eyes. "I mean, Varren are nomadic, right? Hopefully they'll move on..." He was about to continue, when he saw something in the corner of his eye.

A blond woman, in a simple dress and a bonnet upon her head. She was running up the slope from the spa, and looked very much uncomfortable in doing so. She kept staggering and swaying a little, before coming to a stop to pant. Bless her. If one was to look further they would see a dark young man stood upon the spa's roof, although he quickly flipped off it and went back inside when the woman flashed back a glare.

Well, it seemed the people of the spa knew they were here. Although with all the commotion they made it was no suprise.

"H-hello!" the woman shouted breathlessly, waving to Nani as she was at the front of the group. She tried to run again, although it seemed she was totally out of breath by this point. She finally stopped, allowing the Pride to get a little closer. Which was probably for the best, because then she wouldn't see the state of the road just over the crest of the valley. "I saw you dealing with the Varren. They have been ever so tenatious, I was at the end of my teather..." She seemed to study them all very carefully, but she seemed satisfied with what she saw. "Oh, I'm ever so relieved... I trust it wasn't too difficult?" She looked over them all and cringed.

"We've been through worse. Hey," Moira butt in, clipping her greatsword behind her back. "Since we went to all this trouble-"

"Moira!" Syed exclaimed in dismay. The woman initially looked almost annoyed, although she quickly replaced it with a smile. She seemed a little on the eager side after that if anything.

"You've welcome to come inside. In fact, I insist! Look at the state of you all!" She rushed forward, grabbing Lute by the elbow and pulling him back towards the spa. "We don't have any healers, but it's the least I can do. They say rest and recouperation is important, am I right? In fact, I will arrange for some rooms to be prepared for you immediately." She turned back to them and gave a small bow. "My name's Penelope. I'm the owner of this establishment."

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No matter how they might protest - and Syed certainly did - she wasn't going to take no for an answer. After all, she said, what if the Varren came back in the morning? The chance was still there, and she didn't want to take the risk.

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[b][u]Cuttersbury - Drych Lake Spa[/u][/b]

Gentle scents of sandalwood, jasmine and honey wafted gently through the air as they stepped over the threshold into the spa itself. The place was kept immacuately clean, although was decorated in a way to avoid it becoming sterile with the addition of plantlife and decor. In the middle of the room sat a reception desk... one which currently sat empty. Pen cursed under her breath.

"That woman!" she sighed. However, there was a trace of warmth under her annoyance. She sighed, stepping behind the desk to mutter something into some kind of built in communicator. With that done, she turned to face them all. "Well, welcome to my spa. Feel free to use any of the facilities to your heart's content. My staff will be happy to see some new faces at the least."

"Anything?" Moira asked curiously. "Anythiiiiiing? You got a bar?"

"Well, yes, everywhere is signposted by the main doors... but please don't use all of my stock, we have been cut off for a while..."

"Great!" Moira exclaimed as if that was a challenge rather than a request, before wrestling with her armor to try and get it off and throw it behind the desk. Syed, still somewhat annoyed with her conduct, decided to not bother helping her. "'Bout time we got a rest! What's everyone fancy?"

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