First off: being awoken by a woman plowing you for all she was worth was... well,<em>quite good</em>, if not outright<em>amazing</em>, she soon found.  She... she... she really should start calling herself<em>something</em>in her mind.  Crimson Maiden... yes, Crimson works.  Crimson liked that name quite well too.<br/><br/>And then the day progressed, but everything... it's like she experienced two lives at once.  She remembered a day full of raucous, mind-blowing sex that would probably have knocked most women up five times over.  The Younger Sister, the Brother she knew what he looked like now... and yet she remembered walking to the giant  spire, naked save her lovely boots most of the way, and was now standing before that.  In her mind, she realized it was a 'hitch' in the Pattern of Fate, and she knew that somehow<em>she</em>had caused that hitch when she'd manipulated her Essence so, but even then the effects shouldn't have been so severe... though perhaps it's because of the Manse's influence?<br/><br/>Again, how in all of Malfeas she knew that, she had no idea...<br/><br/>"So..." she began, standing with the Shaman and the sister close enough to touch the manse, which she in fact did "How do we get inside?  I want to see inside of it..."<br/><br/>She wanted to take a look, because something told her that she just might be able to fix the thing, and maybe even<em>control it</em>...