You return to the common room and eat some breakfast with your followers, then all of you retire to your rooms. Soon most all of your servants are asleep except for one of the prettier ones that you are fucking in your room. Within about an hour, you are done, the slave exhausted and asleep. You weave a spell of awareness over the inn so that you will be alerted if anyone of power passes by or enters. Another hour passes, and the serving girl and the imp return to you in your room.
The imp struggles out from beneath the woman's dress and flies up to you. "All the staff she showed me are controlled--enslaved to you."
"Very well," you tell the imp. "You are dismissed. Return to your home."
The imp bows in mid-air and disappears in a cloud of smoke.
You now look at the serving woman. "Take me to the innkeeper."
"Yes, master," she says, and she turns and walks out of the room, headed downstairs.
You follow her and she takes you to an office where you see a short, stout man--one of the ones who you commanded when you first entered the inn. When you enter the office, he stands and greets you as his master.
"You are the innkeeper?" you ask him.
"Yes, Master."
"Are you also the owner of this inn?"
"No, Master. Lady Danella owns the inn," he said.
Lady Danella! She was the sister of the Baron who runs this town for the king. |