>>5417489>>5417490You pull the stool up and pull the reed straw back. The drink is beer. It's not particularly strong, but it is... potent. Not bad, all things considered, and it's only now you realise just how thirsty you had been. There are chunks of barley floating around in it, and soon the straw is clogged. You do not even have to say anything for the slave girl to deftly dip another into the mix. This time, you take care not to stir it around too hard.
You do not want to get drunk, however, so you soon pull back and stand up. The women step forward and bow again, quickly dismantling the setup. They bow a third and final time, and leave. As soon as they are through the door, two male servants hurry in, robes in their hands. One is a soft white cloth, obviously an undergarment of some kind, similar to what they have around their waists; the other is a heavy wool dress, dyed blue and black. It seems to have a gold trim, and a gold-studded belt lies coiled on top. The servants place these in front of you, and leave.
You pick the items up and study them awhile, before putting them on without really thinking about it. Some things, it seems, your body still does on instinct, memory or no.
>Summon the servants again.>Leave the room. Time to get to the bottom of this.>Stay inside. Best be careful...>WRITE-IN 