Ember refrained from the temptation to join her bunk-mates in their frolic.  Instead she quietly stayed focused.  She oiled her whip to kepe it supple, then coiled it and attached it to her belt.  Moving on to her new spear, favorite dagger, and amulet of faith.  She polished these and set them aside, then took the polish to work on her chain mail bikini.<br/><br/>The burgundy haired girl was, of course, doing this all in the nude.  By the time Frea let off her exasperated cantrip, she had moved to the wash basin to clean herself, then don the silvery bikini and miniskirt, and was brushing her hair.<br/><br/>She offered Liea a comforting smile.  "I wonder if there's a way we can get the city authorities to send us out?  Say, if we offered to do a spying mission for them?  Find out where all the cat boys are?  Or maybe offer to assassinate their general in return for freedom to flee?"  She shrugged, making her big breasts rise and fall in their skimpy coverings.  "i guess i'm just grasping at straws, really.  But it's better to throw out stupid ideas in a flurry of thoughts than none at all."