Goober kept looking over his shoulder as they approached the Great Hall. Soon after they found themselves held up in the antechamber, blocked from getting any further.
"What is the hold-up do you think?" Nervina asked.
"Well they have their ways,” replied Puck, patiently.
It was rather large for a portico, and whilst the doors remained shut to them, they took their time viewing the artworks there, of which there were a many. Goober kept returning to a statue in gold of a small dog; it lay on a pillar facing out, and looked like a miniature greyhound - with pointed ears and sharpish snout.
"I hope we are not missing anything - they might have started without us" he said to Puck, leaning on the dog pillar.
Finally an usher arrived carrying a large bundle of clothing. His voice had the quality of treacle, Nervina thought to himself, in fact he smelt of treacle too. He had a strange way of speaking, for he chose not to look directly at any one of them whilst doing so. This made for awkward conversation.
"I have brought you more suitable garments" he said, looking sideways.
What were they thinking? They had forgotten themselves, and how earlier they had all dressed down to go out to the shelter ... jeans and sweaters were not worn in a place like this. He had a point.
"You must also get clean before being permitted to come in. I will now show you to the hot springs where you may enjoy the energising spa there. We suggest however, that you do not remain longer than thirty minutes as it begins to overtire the senses and you will find the vitality of it wearing."
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
"Well they have their ways,” replied Puck, patiently.
It was rather large for a portico, and whilst the doors remained shut to them, they took their time viewing the artworks there, of which there were a many. Goober kept returning to a statue in gold of a small dog; it lay on a pillar facing out, and looked like a miniature greyhound - with pointed ears and sharpish snout.
"I hope we are not missing anything - they might have started without us" he said to Puck, leaning on the dog pillar.
Finally an usher arrived carrying a large bundle of clothing. His voice had the quality of treacle, Nervina thought to himself, in fact he smelt of treacle too. He had a strange way of speaking, for he chose not to look directly at any one of them whilst doing so. This made for awkward conversation.
"I have brought you more suitable garments" he said, looking sideways.
What were they thinking? They had forgotten themselves, and how earlier they had all dressed down to go out to the shelter ... jeans and sweaters were not worn in a place like this. He had a point.
"You must also get clean before being permitted to come in. I will now show you to the hot springs where you may enjoy the energising spa there. We suggest however, that you do not remain longer than thirty minutes as it begins to overtire the senses and you will find the vitality of it wearing."
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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