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Lael grins at Darian and says, "Just open the door." But she notices Nathan's pensiveness and wonders about it. It's not my place to ask, she tells herself firmly and acts as though she didn't notice.

"Curious and curiouser, if that's even a word," the teen says as he steps through the door.

He almost takes off his glasses but doesn't as he doesn't want to leave the presence of the three beings. Though he doesn't want to admit it, he rather feels that he is comfortable, even for just the brief second that he is in with them.

"So, who's the caterer? I mean, salmon! Really, it looks delicious!" he says, licking his lips.

A black haired woman steps out of the shadows from the corner of the room.

"Come, sit down and enjoy. It is indeed for you," she says, motioning to the table, "I'm sorry we've been unable to reach you during this situation... it's been hard for our workers, becoming sick in this blizzard that they can't even come out."

She steps back to the wall and, almost the color of the wall now, leans against it.

"Don't be afraid," she says calmly, "It was made in your interest, even with this blizzard."


((OOC: You wanted someone behind it... so I'm here.))

((OOC: I'd like Mr.Ownage's response before responding as this female character.....

She's the owner of the resort/place. However, she couldn't go and round up the guests herself as she'd need help with that. ...I'll come up with the explanation later and explain it to you'se when I figure out why she couldn't come out.))

"We've all gone through hell just for being ourselves." Nathan replies to Lael before turning to the woman. "And how, pray tell, did you know we would come into this room?"

"All?" Darian asks, his confusion showing on his face. "But, he's human." The elf motions to Westley as he says this.

"You'd think that after meeting me you'd know that looks can be deceiving."

The lady, still leaning against the wall, simply states as she gestures towards the table, "Take a seat and do not be worried. I am the owner of this resort, as bad as that may be right now."

She pauses then says, "My employees were able to gather information enough about all the customers in the resort, before the blizzard hit, so that we could accomidate you to the best of our abilities. We have also prepared this food for you though we, alas, were unable to invite you to the feast.

"You see, my employees all became sick, all except one who is not a human, before we made the food. I then let them, excluding the sole employee and myself, rest up to heal themselves. So, the two of us made the food and, after cooking such a large feast, I let my employee take the rest of the night off. After that, I noticed that I was bound to this room and those of the staff area by some odd force. Such, we were lucky to have you enter this room on your own or else your food wouldn't have been good for you by the time our staff had healed."


((OOC: there, enough of an explanation? xp ))

Westley shrugs and, ignoring what might have been said to him (about changes or otherwise), sits down at the table. After folding a napkin onto his lap, he starts to eat some salmon ...and walleye ...and trout ...and herring.

'Have I died and gone to heaven? This is paradise! So much fish, it's almost going to do me in!'



((OOC: You're quite welcome, Mr.Ownage. I thought that might help the thread some.))

"Well, it all looks delicious," Lael says to the owner. She takes the remaining seat next to Nathan and helps herself to some salad, steak, and fruit. Seeing Westley's plate full of fish she has to stifle a laugh and says, "You sure do like fish, don't you?"