(unless someone catches on fire or starts bleeding I am not stopping my tent preparations. Priorities people, I need a bath right now!)<br/><br/>I keep going through the motions to get the tent up before it gets too dark to do a good job of it. Struggling by myself but managing for the time being, as this thing is just massive and for the ladies only! Quite taken aback when the Ser comments about the menfolk sleeping right next to the ladies, like this was some brothel or something! Ignoring Seren since he is clearly a commoner by his mannerisms and tone of voice when it comes to talking with the fairer sex. No gentlemen would deny lodging to a lady after all!<br/><br/><strong>"Oh yes, my name is Tiffania Westwood, Priestess of Seylrun. I was a middle tier priestess in the head cathedral in the capital before this whole mess started. I'm not supposed to be here, it was all a misunderstanding!"</strong>Pouting to myself while getting back to the heart of the matter.<strong>"It is highly indecent for the men to share lodging with ladies. As a Ser you should know better. <br/><br/>Once I get this tent up and have a bathe, I shall make a tent for the menfolk to sleep in out of my spare blankets I have in my bag. That way we are all nice and comfy for the night, and in the morning I shall begin my prayers and prepare more suitable spells for this environment, along with another Locate Object Spell. Judging from poor Mister Piggy, there are dangerous wildlife here on the island, along with what ever set that trap in the jungle. As such, I shall use my divine power to locate the Ser's weapons and armor for him."</strong><br/><br/>Laying out my plans for the evening and tomorrow while still working on the tent. All of this manual labor is starting to make me sweat a little, which is just intolerable. Luckily enough, I just cast a quick Endure Elements on myself, as I sigh out in pure bliss as the hot hot humid weather now feels like a air conditioned room back in the Cathedral.<br/><br/><br/><br/>