Lyrre, as always, slept fitfully that night. Sure, the lodgings were comfortable... but, the magics that surrounded her filled her head with wild dreams, and they seemed to blend with the curse.<br/><br/>The result was a... highly confusing series of dreams, to put it mildly. She struggled to recall them when she awoke, but nothing came to mind. Just an occasional flash, of bodies contorting together in truly... unique... positions. It was enough to make a girl blush.<br/><br/>"Mm..."<br/><br/>She moved to join her allies, blinking groggily- just in time to hear the discussion of a bath.<br/><br/>"A bath does sound nice." She murmurs- her magical aura making a nearby cloth start to 'scrub' at her cheek at the thought. "Though it might be better to wait, and come back for a bath if we can find an ingredient nearby."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"OOC Info"</div><div class="spoiler_body">Will save: At 2016-05-10 17:17:48, Blue Leah (uid: 23196) rolls: 1d20a4 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88370)<br/>GP: 26<br/>Food: 4 days remaining in oracle kit<br/></div></div>