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The Sudden Approach of Unexplainable Power: IC

Following the boy to the bathroom, Aekalos watches as he fills the bathtub, “Hmm, no I think this will be enough, thank you, lad, and the chamber pot is as yet unused. So what else do you do here, apart from hauling water and emptying pots... if you don’t mind me asking?”
 

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The boy fixates on the pouring water as Aekalos follows him in. Clearly he is unaccstomed to people showing interest in his work. "Mostly grunt work, sir. Carry this here. Take that upstairs. Bring one desk into another room. Switch out the straw that fills the mattresses. Empty the chamber pots. Cut wod for the fire in the dining room that heats the whole house. Grunt work, sir. But they treat me well enough."
 

“Well, there’s nothing wrong with that, that’s good honest work, lad. Much better than a couple of fellows I ran into on my way here that tried to hold me up... hopefully they’ll think better of that kind of conduct in future,” Aekalos says conversationally, a smile coming to his face.
 

The boy responds, "Indeed, sir. I'd likely not have the brains for doing crime myself. Honest work for me." He stops pouring when the water has been completely drained into the tub. "Your bath, sir."
 

“Neither did those two, I’m thinking... though crime is not the wisest career path in the first place,” Aekalos chuckles. “Well, thank you for the water, and the conversation... I’ll see you out, before I take my bath.”
 

"Yes sir, I'll take the platter as I go."

Aekalos is able to enjoy a luxurious bath in complete privacy for as long as the water remains warm. The rest of the nights passes smoothly - so long as Aekalos is content staying in the room and allowing it to pass.

[Sblock=OOC]Assuming he does ... [/Sblock]

The next morning the rising sun bursts through Aekalos' window and he wakes, having rested really well.

[Sblock=OOC]Just for kicks I decided to actually roll on a d20 how well he slept, 1 being restless and 20 being superbly ... and he got a 17. Must've been good chicken and an even better abth![/Sblock]
 

Well rested, Aekalos rolls out of bed and immediately begins his morning meditations, delving deep into his draconic nature as he readies his mind for the arcane powers at his command. He then dresses and grooms himself quickly, before collecting all his belongings and heading downstairs.
 

Aekalos is greeted by a middle aged man who has his fair share of a beer gut. By the look of his posture and his dress he well may be the owner of the inn. "Good day, sir. You must be the occupant of the Blue Room. I do hope that your rest was more soothing than these two poor souls the town guards are talking about..."
 

“Yes, very restful, thank you... you run a fine establishment. What two poor souls would those be?” Aekalos asks, feeling he’s going to know the answer before he asks.
 

"Yeah. Real strange. The guards on the eastern side of town have been put on alert for some kind of demon worship - or demon worshipping cult. Apparently there were these two men absolutely creamed last night by a horned demon that breathes some kind of magical static sparks at people. Apparently this demon had glowing eyes, stubby horns, long claws, and half a tail that was hairless like a rat. The guards that were telling me about it seemed to be more disbelieving than anything else. And this far from Quehalost, even. You think this could be something real, sir?"
 

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