She certainly hopes so.

"Forgive me Vroklata," said the older monk "I have doubted you, I am
not worthy to sully your hall. I will disembowel myself immediately."

"Whoa there Skippy," Raven cried as the monk drew a long curved
dagger from beneath his robes, "First rule of your new Vroklata, no
self disembowelment."

An elderly nun pushed through the throng carrying a large book, which
she opened at a blank page and using a large quill, ornately wrote;
THOU SHALT NOT DISEMBOWEL THYSELVES.

"OK, now you," Raven said, pointing at the handsome young monk. "Show
me to a bath."

The young monk bowed and led Raven through a rabbit warren of tunnels
and corridors, until they passed through a set of ornate double doors
into an opulent room dominated by a huge canopied bed. Kneeling on the
floor were what Raven took to be two young girls, till she ushered
them to stand up. On closer inspection they were quite obviously fully
grown with curves in all the right places, though they stood barely
three feet tall.

"Oh mighty Vroklata, I am Millie," said one of tiny women, "and this
is Violet. We are to be your handmaidens."

"We have a bath prepared, oh mighty Vroklata and a selection of
apparel laid out for your choosing." Violet said.

"Terrific," Raven answered, "but enough of the mighty Vroklata already
, I want you all to call me Raven."

Raven turned to the elven looking monk who stood nervously by the door.

"Do you monks take a vow of chastity or celibacy or whatever?" Raven
asked.

"No mighty Vro...Raven," the monk said "we serve Pornia the goddess of
love and celibacy is a sin in her eyes."

"Now that," Raven said "is truly welcome news. How about the four of
go take a bath and you can..err..fill me in on the teachings of
Pornia"