[b]Warrior's Rest, 3rd floor:[/b]

"I'll be looking forward to your exploits then." Athena said, as Ayame boasted and headed out of her room.

The renard seemed... [i]Confident[/i], to say the least. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, having the strength and courage to move forward and attempt to achieve something was admirable. ... So long as it didn't turn into reckless hubris and end up biting you in the romp. A slight shadow fell over the Goddess's eyes as she recalled events from years and years ago, a slight frown on her otherwise pretty face. Quickly she returned to the present though and shook that expression and those thoughts from her mind. There was still more to be done and she had no time to mope about right now.

Descending the stairs once more, she followed as the foreign fox-girl led the way. Once at the first floor again, Athena rounded the corner into the dining room and looked upon the scene there. It looked like Tira had finally calmed down from her laughing fit, Brozar and the new pallum were talking to one another in a friendly way and Grent was... Asleep... Again...

[b]Warrior's Rest, 1st floor:[/b]

Brozar lifted an eyebrow and rubbed his chin as the pallum-kid asked if he knew anything about a lady with a rather unique name. After a few moments of thinking, the dwarf shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hands intot he air.

"Nope, can't say I have. Ain't knowin' much about them places far away from Orario though. Tira, you know anythin' about a Firepunch-lady?" The dwarf called over to his alchemist colleague.
"Firepunch Lady..? Never heard of anyone with a title like that." She answered.
"No, not an adventurer, you daft girl! Kid here says he trained under a Firepunch lady before coming here."
"Ohhhh! Well, how would I know? I've never been outside Orario, you know!" Tira protested, in good spirits.
"True 'nuff, you're one sheltered little princess."
"Aawww stop it, you're making me bluuush~" The girl said, cheeks slightly red with palms held over them, squirming back and forth in her seat quite comically.

As the dwarf was about to ask more though, the sound of footsteps over by the stairs could be heard. Turning his bearded head, he laid eyes upon his Goddess - having returned from her little alone-time with the pretty fox-girl. He smiled, mischievously and with eyes that twinkled with anticipation.

"Well? Well? How was it, Lady Athena?"
"How was... What, Brozar?"
"Her back! Her back! Was it lovely? Smooth? As unblemished as her face?" He spoke with excitement that was rather uncomfortably enthused for someomne asking about someone else's back...
"I... uh... I guess? I don't really pay attention to those things you know." The Goddess said, unsure of where to look next.
"Bet you go all 'Kyaaaa~ Grent's muscles are so big and tough!' when you update Grampa's status though!" Tira called from across the room, causing Athena's face to turn bright red and her arms to start flailing.
"I'll h-have you know there is no squeeing or cooing of any kind! Grent's my child, just as much as any of the rest of you, got it? My C-H-I-L-D!" The goddess proclaimed, obviously quite flustered.

As expected, this behavior caused both Brozar and Tira to burst into laughter once more, and the Goddess could do little but sigh and slump her shoulders. Dealing with these two was quite the chore sometimes. Soon enough though, she turned her head and looked at the young Triss.

"Ahem, well anyway!" She started. "Tris was your name, yes? You're up next, so won't you come with me and we can get started? It's ju-"

[i]BANG! BANG![/i]

Some would have called it a knock, but to others it sounded more akin to a battering ram trying to break down the familia's front door. All heads turned towards the hallway, where the noise had come from. With Grent still asleep and Athena just about to grab the youngster and go, Brozar took it upon himself to be the one to check out the source of the commotion. Waddling out of the dining room and into the hall, he passed by the renard - who he gave a quick stroke across her tail as he passed by - before getting to the door and opening it with a sudden, quick slam.

"Oi! Who be trying to knock down our door! We had enough noise fo- Well, holy cow ain't you a big 'un?" The dwarf started with a plaintive tone but was quick to change his tune upon witnessing the behemoth that stood before him in the door opening. A few seconds of silence passed, the shorter man blinking in a way that suggested he was unsure of what to do next.

However, once the sound of a familiar voice called out from [i]behind[/i] the gargantuan beast right infront of him, Brozar managed to snap out of his stupified state.

"Mr. Brozar! It's me, with the familia's laundry." The woman called, caausing the dwarf to poke his head around the side of the big boaz, a relieved smile spreading across the stocky man's face.
"Well now, that's a relief. For a moment, I thought this one was going to burst inside and eat the lot of us."
"Wha-? No! He's very kind, in fact e helped my runts earleir, and even carried the laundry all the way over here for me." The woman explained.
"Oh-ho? That so! Gentle giant he is, then? Well, any friend of our dear laundry-lady is welcome here, put her there, son!" The dwarf said, trying to pat the big man on his shoulders - but failing miserable - and instead opted to extend his hand for a more reasonable handshake.

[i]Meanwhile, inside....[/i]

"Well, Brozar seems to have that handled for now... Shall we go?" Athena asked, turning bakc to Triss with a friendly face, gesturing for the stairs.