[hr] [h1]Ruined Inn[/h1] [hr] Is Lena-san really complaining about the fact that I didn't directly praise her? We're in this situation, and that's the first thing that came to her mind? "... Yes, yes," I find myself responding, flatly, "You did so well. Why don't you invade my personal space again? That would be a great reward, I'd be just [i]thrilled[/i]." ---Not that what she did isn't impressive, but I can't say earnestly praising her is the first thing on my mind after she practically molested me just a little while ago. Not to mention the fact that, even if it was dried out and almost looked like a movie prop more than a real body, I [i]did[/i] just witness a corpse getting smashed by a blunt instrument. Excuse me for being a little distracted. "Anyway, we should try and gather everything we can and leave as quickly as possible," I say as I approach one of the racks of dried, salted meat, "Enough to sustain us for a bit but not too heavy for us to keep moving. If this is a fantasy world, it's unlikely that everywhere is like this, but we still don't know how far we'll have to go to get somewhere more normal." We'll need some bags, or something similar. Maybe Lena-san can make some, if she was able to make that crude mace so easily? "Once we're outside, we need to keep moving until we find the exit. As for how we'll travel... Javal-san, you'll be in front. Lena-san, you'll bring up the rear. I'll be in the middle." Javal-san has a weapon and a suit of armor. Lena-san is a doll, made of... porcelain? I can't be totally sure, but it's definitely not as vulnerable as flesh and bone is. Out of the three of us, I'm clearly the most vulnerable, so there's no way I'm taking a more exposed position. [@FujiwaraPhoenix][@Crimson Paladin][@Rune_Alchemist] [hr] [h1]Witch's House[/h1] [hr] The question of shapeshifting was met with a confused stare. "No?" Ilsa replied, "... Well, if you wander down the Spiraling Path, who knows what will happen, but it's not exactly an easy school of magic to master." The petite substitute witch approached the kitchen as she spoke. "Relki is a familiar, so of course she can change her form. I'm guessing you weren't a student of magic, if you don't know [i]that[/i]," she continued, as the raven familiar continued to pet Hikari's soft, fluffy hair and ears happily, "The maid is one of those eastern fox-folk, and that woman..." She paused for a moment. "I suppose she just learned how. Did you really not know anything about your companions? Did you go wandering around with complete strangers? No wonder you nearly died." She sighed heavily. "Don't worry too much about dear little Ilsa's attitude," commented Relki as she continued to stroke Hikari's hair, "She just turned thirteen last month, so she's at that age, you know?" The substitute witch shot the raven woman a glare. "And what is [i]that[/i] supposed to mean, exactly?" she asked, pointedly. Relki simply smirked playfully, before completely putting the question aside and addressing Hikari. "I suppose a maid isn't so suited for the rustic atmosphere, that's true," the raven woman commented. Ilsa didn't seem as if she wanted to bother waiting for a response. "I'm not exactly going to complain if you want to cook your own food for some reason, but don't make a mess," she added as she entered the kitchen. It was very neat, and tidy. The stone floor was kept clean, there was a basin with a drain for water, and various herbs hung near a window. There was a large table and a variety of different utensils for food preparation, such a spoons an a rolling pin, a cutting board, knives, and tongs. The various cabinets likely stored more tools and ingredients, and there was a sack of flour at the far end of the room. A pair of fairies, one with pale blue hair and the other with pink hair, were seated on the edge of the basin. "... What are you doing in here?" Ilsa questioned, her tone growing more irritated then it had already been. "We wanted to watch!" declared the pink-haired fairy, brightly, the blue-haired fairy seeming to shift shyly rather then speak herself. "You mean you were hoping to steal a snack." To this, neither fairy replied. [@Pyromania99][@FujiwaraPhoenix][@Raineh Daze]