As the two prepared for their day, Stephanie's reaction to closing the dome and keeping in the cooler night air proved fortuitous as a late morning shower rolled in from the sea to the east.  The sky darkening and rain falling heavily for all of five minutes before the sky again cleared and brightened.  The large water feature in the center of the apartment, below the dome, suddenly made even more sense.  Had the dome been open likely most of the rain would have fallen into it, and not along the living spaces around the outside of the circular apartment.  A quick query with the slave boy serving food in the common room confirmed that Laelith saw at least one such shower during the day, usually falling in late morning or early afternoon, though during the winter months sometimes they would get rain storms of that ferocity or greater that would last for upwards of three days straight.  Laelith was bordered on most sides by a jungle, so it wasn't all that surprising.<br/><br/>The city streets were already baking dry by the time the sisters made their way outside, and the city had the scent of freshness to it.  What little water there was still on the stone streets were pooled in shadows of buildings and around the storm drains that led down to the sewers.  The city seemed alive and active again, though as it approached noon it seemed there was a desperate ferocity to complete morning activity.  As the heat ramped up in the city approaching the hottest part of the day, slaves bustled about to finish morning chores in the muggy air so they could seek shade and rest for the few hottest hours of the day that were fast approaching.<br/><br/>They found their way back to the Seven Hells Tavern with little difficulty, though it seemed to take longer than it should normally.  The navigation of this city was somewhat un-intuitive and seemed to be an acquired trait, or one that grew easier with time.  No streets were marked, and while the sisters thought they were traveling in one direction, found themselves looping back to pass the same landmark more than once.  While the main roads generally all ran in one direction, it was obvious that use of alleyways and pass throughs between towering reclaimed buildings was very common, perhaps owing to the fact that these passages were often shady and out of direct sunlight.  Adding to the confusion was the sloping nature of the city.  Built upon a steep hill, as one traveled east, one also traveled lower, towards the sea.  In theory this fact should make it easier to navigate, and yet, somehow it didn't, at least not yet.<br/><br/>Both girls received a fare share of attention, and it became obvious that while there might be slaves running about naked or next to it, the idea of a free woman who displayed her charms was much more attractive.  They again passed more than one building openly advertising itself as a brothel, though at this time of day they seemed rather silent.  Not surprising as the men and women working therein probably had nights as late as the sisters did, if not more so.<br/><br/>By the time they returned to the Seven Hells Tavern, they found it in a different state than the night before.  Everything seemed much more reserved, professional, yet still relaxed.  It was populated with men and women dressed as sailors eating an early lunch or late breakfast, it was hard to tell at this point, and more than one table held members huddled together talking that could only be described as 'adventurers' even by those who were ill familiar with the term.  Two or three men stood staring at the side wall upon which were posted several notes, and the sisters were quick enough to recognize it as a 'job board' for those who belonged to the guild.  The patrons and staff from the previous night were all gone, even Jax the halfling.  But as the sisters entered one waitress, a free woman if the lack of collar about her neck meant anything, approached with a greeting.<br/><br/><strong>"Now, forgive me if I'm wrong, but you'd be the sisters that both Rohnan and Master Flint were expecting?"</strong>Her voice had a bit of a lilt to it, almost a dwarvish brogue, even though she was clearly a human woman of about thirty.<strong>"Master Flint's in his chambers downstairs and asked to see you when you showed up, and Rohnan was still sleeping in his room when last checked, but said to send word when you'd arrived and that he'd meet you down here presently.  An' if you've not et yet, we've got some lovely tubers from the fields this morning if you'd like mash cakes with cheese?"</strong>