After checking the local market, Evelyn decides not to spend without consideration and holds off a little longer. Taking her possible destinations in to account, she has to accept that she knows little of the pőlaces she's bound for, but will need transportation to get to either. Perhaps her master... patron... ally could offer some counsel or aid?<br/><br/>By the time she returns to the manor it is afternoon, and the servants inform her that the Master recently arrived back from a meeting and is in his study, not wishing to be disturbed. He might make an exception for Evelyn of course, seeing how he has taken fancy to her.<br/><br/>One thing the paladin notices, that since her service to Gandrav ended officially she is treated differently by the staff, even Haley in the morning. They seem more distant, official, like he was a guest or business associate not a fellow maid who was fucked into screaming orgasms just paces away from them only a few days ago.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Go to Gandrav's study now</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not quite barging in but knocking and entering despite Gandrav's wishes, Evelyn still gets an audience. She catches him fold a black leather bound grimoire and place it in his desk's drawer as she enters.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wait until the Master of the house is ready</div><div class="spoiler_body">Waiting patiently, Evelyn notices Haley is also looking to get to Gandraw's office, dressing noticably sexy and looking eager, longing for him almost to the point of desperation. The redhead almost squirms when Evelyn is asked to enter instead.</div></div><br/>Either way, Evelyn is admitted to Gandrav's office and the two are left alone in the room together, with him seated in his char by his desk and her standing across the room, approaching the table as he offers her a seat in the chair on her side. Atop the desks were an oil lantern and some papers and scroll cases, some with the seals of the city others with private emblems. A few papers in front of him seemed to be case reports and a map of a densely populated district of the city, probably where middle or low middle class people lived, several red crosses marking alleys or homes.<br/>"I see you were quick to arm yourself and take your belongings back." he commented, noting how Evelyn had most of her gear, or rather, all her belongings amounted to she could carry on her person. "You may stay here if you wish, as my guest for the time being, though I would be most pleased if further arrangements could be made." He gave a hint of a smile and looked her up and down, undressing her with his eyes. No doubt he was thinking of all the things he'd done to her body the last night. "Of course I also understand you likely got everything you came for, Angel. Did you come to say goodbye?"<br/><br/>Listening to her predicament he slowly nodded.<br/>"I have a ship you can take. It's a wise investment to try and help stop the end of all civilizations, not much business there. Still, sailors tend to get rowdy over long trips and a mixed crew can lead to complications. I'd rather you assemble an all-female crew, maybe hand pick a few useful ladies to your aid instead. I could probably blackmail Wyldfire your bodyguard. She's the best sword arm around these days and you might learn a thing or two from her when it comes to fighting gladiators. Finding a mage and someone who can get around in a city would also be wise. Alas, for your destination I have little to tell you. My city is Wihleah, I have little concern for politics of other states and countries."<br/><br/>He considered something for a moment, and appearing deep in thought it was something other than fucking the paladin into a coma or seeding her womb. Whatever took his thoughts, it gave Evelyn the chance to speak, until there was a knock on the door.<br/>