<span style="font-weight: bold">Resha</span><br/><br/>The wallpaper vines continue into the bedroom, as do the flowers sprouting from them. Around the bed itself, crimson seedpods, each the size of wine-gourd, dangle invitingly. In a dresser behind the bed you find a small bag of the worthless gold coils girls use as currency, and some rather pretty jewelry.<br/><br/>Opposite the window, an array of shelves stand. There are a variety of books, emphasising ancient lore and the philosophy of magic, and an array of small objects - here a bow or a ribbon, a pair of glasses or panties, a lock of hair or shard of bone… keepsakes, perhaps, of memorable meals, or lovers, or both. There are a lot of them… easily more than thirty on these few shelves alone. Something smells… off… about them… a whiff of burnt cooking and digesting flesh... and a more intense search reveals that the bookcase itself will slide aside and reveal some hidden nook or passage, should you chose to open it…<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xarces</span><br/><br/>Climbing down the steps, Xarces cat-eyes swiftly adjust to the darkness. As you descend two-dozen steps, and the bodies of your new companions block the dim light from the wine-cellar above, you find the slightest of greenish glows emanating from the moss that increasingly covers the bricks of the shaft as the dampness increases. You - and Katina - should be able to see well enough by this light, but Ishidora, Vesele and Marija won’t be. The mousegirl’s fine hearing will offers her at least some compensation, though her grip on your tail (now trailing up and past your face to her) grows increasingly strong.<br/><br/>Descending futher the ladder become more corroded, though still feels strong, and the roughness of the slightly rusted metal gives some welcome additional grip as it too begins to be covered with a sheen of condensation. From below, the low sounds of trickling water can be heard.<br/><br/>Beneath your feet, the shaft opens into a chamber of some sort, perhaps more hospitable to the luminescent moss, as the opening fairly glows with that same eerie green light...