<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9fcAVHJ.png)</div>Maud (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1125766)<br/><br/>After being used as an impromptu doorman, to gain entry into the resort, Maud’s little wet, black nose suddenly caught a whiff of something foul emanating from deep down below, from within the complex.<br/><br/>“Do you smell that?”  The bugbear sniffed into the air with emphasis.  “Something fucking foul and it is coming from right down there.” He pointed toward the flight of steps leading into the ruins.  When asked to elaborate on the foul scent, Maud could only answer ambiguously.  “I-I don’t know.  But it fucking stinks.”  The others eventually caught on to the odor after reaching a fork in the corridor they were traversing.  It seems to be coming from the left side of the conjunction and the majority decided to leave that direction alone for now.<br/><br/>Maud glanced at Ern.  He never really understood the machine-girl, it is like she and the bugbear existed on parallel planes, seeing each other on opposite sides but never really connecting.  Not he really cared about such things as long the job entrusted to them gets done and that is all that really mattered.  However it is rather rare for them to be together, side by side, and wanted to break the ice between them by initiating some small talk.<br/><br/>“So, um, Ern, got any words of wisdom for me from that machine brain of yours?  That funny talk you made with Astrid back there was sure hilarious!”<br/>