The seated Semmon seemed surprisingly able to pay attention to Kass's listed insistences, even making notes, smiling wryly as he watched Rana try to keep mental note of each. She answered, "Myself and a few here can prepare such a spell, and will at tomorrow's dusk when we pray. Naturally you may feel free to place the statue in the courtyard in time for this noon celebration and it will be properly pedestaled in time. You shall find your other requests waiting upon the morn. I can certainly offer my anatomy to be altered," she purred heavily, "If you've the magics."<br/><br/>Aria laughed from the desk chair, "Aye, potions, if nothing else!"<br/><br/>Rana continued, "And for tonight, since you seem to be taking a liking to my chambers, you are welcome to use them - with or without myself - unless you prefer to be shown your own."<br/><br/>Semmon glanced over his notes and - making a note one one of his inventory sheets, chuckled humoredly under his breath, "I am adding to the count for our next olive oil procurement...we seem to be making ready use of it! How lucky we grow and extract our own..."<br/><br/>Indeed, the next morning would find Acenith padding into wherever Kass had nighted once again, with more olive oil - and olives, eggs, and porridge with a distinct coffee-like scent rising from warmly from it. She stood with the tray, head bowed demurely as usual - and just as usual, ready to serve.<br/>