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You’re almost tempted to try out the Mzz’goe’virr massage, but after your little escapades in the Swoos Lounge, you’re a little hesitant to play around with venom, poison, or anything else that might be supposedly ‘harmless’. Since Gnoks seem like the closest thing to humans in this wacky world, you opt for that massage! You could use a good stretchin’!
“Excellent, sir,” Nods the attendant with practiced patience, “Please follow me… my fellow attendants will assist your associates shortly.”
“Have fuuuuun~” TT says as you’re led away by the bathworker!
It’s a wonder those assassins tracked you down in this place–even following close behind the Gnok attendant you have a hard time keeping track of where you came from! Winding through countless corners and bends, you eventually come to a halt in a small, but still warm room smelling faintly of moss and… eucalyptus?
“Please lie down on the bed,” Instructs your chaperone as she gently takes your wrist in her claw and leads you to the furniture in question, “The masseuse will be with you shortly.”
You respond with a confused blink as you climb onto the bed–its firm, but soft surface smelling faintly of herbs. Wait, she isn’t your massager? The question earns a polite laugh from the girl, not that you were joking, of course!
“Oh no… I’m just an attendant, sir…” She giggles, sending a sidelong glance towards the wall, “B-but your masseuse will be very skilled! A bit new here, but they know their trade!”
No kidding, you remark as your face pokes through a conveniently-placed hole in the bed.
“Mhm! Told me they were from <span class="mu-b">RYTZOE</span> down South by the coast!”
… Why does that place sound familiar?
“Anyways, please relax for a moment!” Concludes the attendant with a sheepish laugh! “They’ll be here shortly. Excuse me~”
Listening to the door close behind you, you lounge as best you can face down on the bed as you wonder if this is how massages in your world work too… before you can ponder it too much, however, you hear the door quietly creak open followed by some light footsteps…
“Afternoon, saer,” begins a deep, but crackly feminine voice! “My name be <span class="mu-b">Sustii–</span>I be the one ter’ massagin’ ye today…”
Neat, you reply, not able to hide the faint tremble of anxiety in your tone, you’re uh… you’re excited!
“Grand ter’ be hearin’ it…” Whispers Sustii as she approaches the bed with the sound of something oily being applied to her claws! “I be startin’ by applyin’ some oil ter’ yer joints… jus’ relax, but don’t bein’ afraid ter be askin’ any questions~”
Well if she insists… feeling a pair of barbed, but oily claws work their magic on your shoulders, you decide to…
>Let her work! Shaddap!
>Ask about Rytzoe!
>Inquire about her work history!
>Quiz her about the bathhouse!
>Grill her about herself!
>Write-In!
