Of course Bo was beautiful, even for a dwarf which in Zerxel's eyes didn't share many of the common standards of beauty.  All contestants had to pass a certain level of attractiveness in order to enter the dungeon.  But Zerxel understood why the dwarf didn't take pride in being called beautiful, unlike among the drow and other races, beauty was not an overly valuable trait.  Ferocity, strength of spirit, honor, these were traits that a dwarf held in high esteem.  Bo knew she was beautiful, she wouldn't be here if she wasn't, but she wanted to grasp those other tenants of her people that weren't obvious simply by looking at her.  But when Zerxel said she was beautiful, it wasn't a statement of fact, it went deeper than that.  For a drow to call a dwarven woman beautiful really did highlight how weak the racial tensions from several centuries ago had become.  Also it was a statement of Zerxel's desire for the dwarf woman.  For among the drow, aesthetics were still very highly prized, and Zerxel was paying her lover a generous compliment.  Of course, if she had been beautiful before, Zerxel thought she looked practically divine as she grabbed the edges of the tub they were in, her face twisted in orgasmic bliss, and came, roaring, on Zerxel's fingers.<br/><br/>When Bo finally came down from her repeated, electrically induced orgasms, she shuddered and slumped away from Zerxel, panting and gasping for breath.  Her eyes were rolled back slightly in her head as she trembled, splashing water in and out of the tub they shared.<strong> "Hold back?"</strong>she panted,<strong> "Aye, an what makes ye think I'd do that?"</strong>She asked when she finally had the breath for it, splashing a bit of water up on Zerxel's face.  She continued to catch her breath for a few moments before adding,<strong>"Them little electric tingles, that's yer drow magic eh?  I suppose it's not all spiders and darkness.  But just you wait till I show you what dwarven strength and stamina can do." </strong>She started to sit up and then paused and slumped back down,<strong>"In just a minute tho, let me finish catchin me breath."</strong><br/><br/>The two women laughed at the strength of Bo's orgasm.  Before the dwarf grunted,<strong>"Pfffah, we've been in the tavern for what... hour an a half, maybe two hours?  Still should be one or two hours of daylight left if'n ye wanna let me show you what I can do in return."</strong>She waggled her eyebrows up and down at the rogue.<br/><br/>Something about that statement caught in Zerxel's mind, 'one or two hours,' why did that seem wrong?<em>"Wait,"</em>Zerxel asked,<em>"What do you mean one or two hours?  We should have a good chunk of the afternoon left, shouldn't we?"</em>Zerxel thought about it, she hadn't been inside the tavern for much more than an hour and a half before Bo showed up.  She did the mental math, maybe an hour and a half roughly between talking to Amber, the barman, watching Jack with the three women, then negotiations with him, and then that nice long period of arousal where he toyed with her body and she rubbed her slit against his cock.  Counting the half hour or so between the time she crawled out of the lake and found the tavern, it couldn't have been much later than two or three in the afternoon.  The latest that it should be would have been maybe five in the afternoon, still several hours of summer day light left.  Right?<br/><br/>Bo seemed a little confused,<strong>"I think yer math's wrong sweetling."</strong>Bo held up her fingers, fingers which Zerxel now noticed were slightly pruned from their time in the tub.<strong>"I saw ye swim out of the lake and began headin in the direction that would take me around the lake towards ye.  I hurried at first, but then after about an hour, I started goin slower and payin closer attention to my surroundings, didn't wanna pass you by if you'd ducked into one of the buildings.  By the time I found the tavern here, it was already after three in the afternoon then.  So I figgure it's around fiveish now, aye?"</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel still seemed confused, had she lost track of time that much?<em>"Ha...wh.... five?  No... it feels like three, I have a pretty good sense of time."</em><br/><br/><strong>"Look,"</strong>Bo said lifting herself out of the tub, presenting her bare and wet bum to Zerxel for a moment before her feet touched down on the floor.  She went and fished out the magical timepeice that also functioned as a compass.<strong> "I'll prove it,"</strong>Bo said snapping it open and looking at it,<strong>"What in the burning hells?"</strong>She muttered before turning the timepiece towards Zerxel.<strong> "This can't be right can it?"</strong>Zerxel looked at the watch unsure how the heck so much time had passed, for the compass which always showed the exact time in the dungeon, was ticking past the seven pm mark.<br/><br/>Zerxel felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and leaned forwards, all arousal suddenly fleeing as she began to fear that they may have fell into a velvet lined and honey baited trap.  She held the compass that Bo was presenting and began counting out time herself as she watched the second hand sweeping around.  Looking up at Bo she said,<em> "Time is running differently here!  Every second we spend in here, there's at least two passing outside, in the rest of the dungeon!"</em><br/><br/>A look of fear crossed Bo's face as she spun the watch back around and looked at it, her mouth moving silently as she counted seconds.  Then back up at Zerxel,<strong>"Sunset is a little over an hour away.  What do ye wanna do?  I know I'm not exactly tired yet, but ye know how dangerous the dungeon is at dark fall.  No tellin if we'd find some place this safe ta spend the night."</strong>That was true, Zerxel knew that this tavern and inn was a godsend in terms of safety in the dungeon.  But 'night' officially began at 9pm according to the watch, and ended at 6am.  Even if time was running at double speed here, that meant it was eleven hours till sunup out there, and a little less than five and a half if they stayed in here.  But eleven hours, plus all of the time she'd already lost... there were dozens of other contestants who were all trying to do the same thing as her, they needed weapons, armor, supplies, and most of all that damned golden key!  But to brave the dungeon at night....<br/><br/>Zerxel grit her teeth as she considered the options.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">So, this is the 'hazard' of the inn.  It's perfectly safe, it's just a delay.  Time passes half as fast in the tavern (and on it's porch) as it does out in the rest of the dungeon.  If Zerxel tries to use the compass to show where the key is, it will stay dark.  Zerxel's training will tell her that she's in an area where the magic of the compass isn't working quite right, and she'll have to leave the tavern to use it.  </div></div>