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You move in and are allowed rest for the rest of the day. At dinner time Celia calls and you are fed meat of some animal you cannot identify from looking at it in the plate. It isn’t a bird, and it would have been very strong are all you can tell. It tastes good anyway. Don’t forget to restore 4 points to your VITALS.

Your company isn’t half bad either. Since you’re about to help with the stables for this evening, you’ve been welcomed at the table by all the remaining staff, who between them, share with you all you need to know. To your left is a young human boy with bright yellow eyes. Where he got those you’ve no clue, and they’re the only sign of species mixing (if he isn’t just some exotic type of human). To your right is a girl with pointy ears pale green skin, and the tiniest of protruding lower canines. You wonder if she’s related to Fred. Opposite you are two water trolls, naked and devoid of any marks of sex that you would recognize, skin entirely transparent, their bodies full of live, pulsating jellyfish. They don’t eat, merely talk endlessly about every subject under the sun and moons.

By the end of this you may well end up having that as a marketable skill: if you find nothing to pay our keep here, perhaps you can go to another inn, or any establishment that keeps horses and offer your services. Not that you’ve never handled beasts before; only the beasts at home were mostly of the six legged-with-a-mouth-of-daggers variety. They became very common among the plain folk after the orcs ceased using them as their steeds for massive raids.

Restoration over, you and your tutors leave the front room, and make for the stables. Turn to 311.