<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">I hadn't considered giving their milk powers.   They aren't exactly succubuses, but I guess they could be close enough.  What would you prefer?</div></div><br/>Ana says that she'd be willing to teach you a little magic, but neither of them have any idea about getting to the bottom of the lake.  Finally the three of you arrive at the women's 'camp.'  It's unlike your own cave.  Instead it's more like a tree fort that you'd seen boys build in the woods your whole life.   A rope ladder is quickly dropped from a tree limb when Anajlis waves her hand and mutters an arcane word.<br/><br/>The three of you climb up into a large room.  There shelves line the walls and blankets and furs line the floors.   It's a large room but with all three of you in it, it seems somewhat cramped.   Large enough to stand up straight, and with a tiny cook stove in a corner every inch of the room seems to be used.    The room curves around the trunk of the tree, but Reimu guesses it's about ten feet wide and about twenty five feet long.  Along one wall, chains still hang from a wall, but there's no occupant.  Remembering their story, Reimu sees row after row of bottle on the shelf.<br/><br/>But the one overarching thing that is most notable about this home of theirs is the overwhelming smell of sex.  It permeates every corner of the room.  Scriz pulls the rope ladder up behind you all and closes the trap door.  She then moves to the small camp stove and lights a fire as Ana asks, "So what kind of magic do you want to learn? It's the least we can do after you rescued us."