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

Following the Big Bro Varren’s defeat, the Pride were approached by a one – Mrs. Penelope Stevenson, the Drych Lake Spa’s very grateful and gracious owner, whom thanked all of the Guilders together and offered them the services of her spa as a means of relaxation and reward for their hard work. Although it was to Syed’s unease, few of the others could turn down such an exciting offer, and Estelle even jumped for joy and began racing alongside Trixie as fast as she could to get to the Spa, completely oblivious to the injury gracing her shoulder. With a small tut and shake of her head, Amy gifted the Pride’s leader another healing spell, as she walked alongside Marcus and the other slower members of the Pride towards the Spa.

“WOOOW!” Estelle’s loud voice echoed about the building’s interior as she jumped into the Spa’s reception room. Her eyes darted from side to side, taking in the wondrously clean and homely environment surrounding her, inhaling deep the wonderful, relaxing smells around them. This building sure was some reward, she couldn’t wait to try it out! This would be her first time actually trying a Spa out though… so what could she expect?

"'Bout time we got a rest! What's everyone fancy?" Moira asked, as Jett and Nani seemed to take their leave of the group almost as soon as they had entered. How sociable of the newbies. 

“Hmm… what kind of things do they do here?” Estelle asked, with a curious finger brought to her lips. 

“We offer all sorts of treatments,” Penelope smiled with a curtsey. “From manicures and pedicures to massages, facials, hair stylings and more, we can give you all the very best in relaxation and enjoyment. Please, don’t be shy in sampling any of our courses… for all the hard work you kind people did in removing that Varren threat, it’s the least we can do.”

“Ah, that all sounds so wonderful!” Estelle beamed, her hands shooting into the air. “I think I could really do with a massage. All that time walking, fighting and exercising… my body’s sore…~”

“Just be careful about your shoulder, Estelle.” Marcus reminded her from behind, leaning on his staff and smiling. Estelle blinked in confusion, having indeed forgotten all about her shoulder, partly from her excitement over the staff, and partly because of how much Amy’s healing prowess had developed. 

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[b][u]Cuttersbury: Drych Lake[/u][/b]

In the middle of Drych Lake, an old, slightly rickety wooden boat floated upon the lake’s gorgeous surface, a fishing pole extending out from it, with a line dipped into the cool, still water. Lying back in the boat, the wooden vessel’s owner had been stretching out and relaxing, his hands behind his head, as he aimlessly watched the drifting clouds overhead, almost nearly falling to sleep. Having ignored the Varren threat surrounding the area around the Spa, the boat’s owner had gone out to do a spot of fishing and bring back some nice catches for dinner. Drifting alone out here, fishing like this, was one of his most favourite pastimes, and it simply didn’t get any better then-

A shock surged through the man’s body. He suddenly sat up erect, eyes wide in alert. He looked first at the fishing pole, wondering if what he sensed was the bite of a fish underneath, but the line was still. He continued to turn and look to and fro, searching for the origin of this sudden shock to his senses. What was it? What was-

And then he finally realised what it was. He looked towards the Spa. That old feeling of his was absolutely unmistakable. A giant, toothy grin spread across the man’s face. He had to row back to the Spa as quickly as he could. Afterall, he sensed he now had some customers. 

[b]Some very fine, wonderfully beautiful customers![/b]

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