Raising his head and looking at the maid, Varon showed her a faint smile.<strong>"Well our warrior companion asked for a full jar of butter, he said he has something to squeeze into, if he's not in the room could you please deliver it to our priestess? Just tell her to drop it off to the warrior. Oh and he wanted a fresh chicken feather, or any other large bird's feather that can be found on short notice, and I think he requested some cold ice if you have any."</strong><br/><br/>Varon smiled sweetly to the maid, and then looked at Ari.<strong>"Am I forgetting something though? I'm pretty sure I do..."</strong><br/><br/>After the maid left though, Varon climbed out of the water, toweling down and moving to dress up again. Seeing if the sorceress would help him out in freshening the clothes with magic, he planned on returning to the room soon to get a chance to rest, considering of course the risk that he'd get a black eye first, but that was what a trick demanded.<br/><br/>It wasn't vengeance if it was a trick right? He silently wondered, casting that thought out to the Goddess.