Maxim gasped softly as he climaxed, efficiently catching his seed in a spare handkerchief. He'd needed that - stress relief was always appreciated, no matter the form in which it took. It had sounded like the ladies in the other room had needed it, as well. Though he wasn't sure exactly what dark elves thought of sex for sex's sake, it certainly hadn't sounded like the tales of torture and sadism that he'd heard so much about. But then, this unbecoming hamlet was hardly a slave pit in the middle of their barren land, so there was always that.<br/><br/>Cleaning himself off, Maxim re-fastened his clothing, buckled on his sword belt, wrapped himself up in his dark greatcoat, and opened his door. His room wasn't equipped with a bath, much to his annoyance, and he was determined to locate one. That aside, he was mildly hungry again, and figured that something resembling breakfast would be appreciated, just as soon as he finished soaking himself in whatever passed for a tub around here.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>