<em>...Whee.</em><br/><br/>The wandering consciousness retreated back to the mansion, and he warped over to his room after kissing his hobgoblin bardess goodnight, and then dozed off himself. The next morning, he had to spend a while convincing Cerulean that he did care about her more than the hobgoblin, but the pleased look on her face afterwards was worth the effort. That done, he rolled out of bed and helped her dress, again taking some time to convince her that he still cared, before excusing himself to get ready for the day's festivities. He went to the armory and grabbed the best of his equipment, before retreating to the main room to await the arrival of the rest of the party.