--------------Day 1 noon--------------<br/><br/>Moriko was deep in thought as she wandered around the large temple she had been brought too. Part of her wanted to scream at the injustice of being pulled away from her brother and kingdom without even being asked. Another part of her could feel the incredible amount of ritual magic over the whole place, and held out a hope of being cured of her curse and returning to her people as she once was. The final part of her was already trying to figure out how she could have fun and cause mischief here. She paused and looked up at the sound of flowing water. She had wandered into a large circular room connected by three hallways. In the center of the room was a large marble fountain flanked by several padded benches. The sculpture of the fountain was of two beautiful women standing back to back. One woman was carved of white marble and the other of black marble. Each of the figures was holding a bowel of the opposite color marble in their hands, where the water flowed into before overflowing and cascading down to the base. She stood looking up at the fountain caught in the beauty of the crafting as her tail twitched slowly behind her.