Heading to the bedroom, Dagmarr gets dressed in breeches and a tunic, and heads out to the dining room following the scents of dinner.
"Getting tired?" Thorgr asks.
Bruldora puts out a plate of roasted fish and vegetables. "I hope you like it."
She nods slightly, "Yeah...it was a lot of food and my full belly is making me sleepy I think."
"Your cooking has always been good," Jerrica says to the dwarf.
"Then let's head back."
She nods again, "Okay...I'm sorry honey, I thought I would have more energy than this. It's just been a really exciting day and I guess I'm feeling a little worn out?"
"It smells wonderful." Sig says to their host with a smile.
"We very much appreciate it Bruldora." Dagmarr says, beginning to help herself, putting some of the food on her plate.
Jerrica sits down and gets some food for herself.
Thorgr chuckles. "It's fine. We could both use some sleep."
He leads Frostine back to the cottage, picking her up before crossing the threshold.
Letting out a happy squeal as he picks her up, she puts her arms around his neck and gives him a sweet kiss on the lips, "You're probably right about...that love." She says with a little yawn while resting her head on his shoulder.
Thorgr sets Frostine down on the bed before getting out of his clothes. He lets out a long yawn before sitting on the bed. "Do you need anything before we go to sleep?"
After eating, Jerrica yawns. "Hey, Dagmarr, did you want to do the healing before we go to bed or when we wake up?"
"I'm sure you'll have a better night if I do it now." she says, looking at her companions. Taking a deep breath, she reaches deep within to the point of her connection to her goddess' healing power, sending a wave of divine energy washing over them.
Noting Jerrica still slightly bruised, the cleric reaches across the table to rest her hand on her friend, sending a pulse of healing throughout her.
She shakes her head as she lays down in the bed, "No, just you love."
"That's a lot better," Jerrica says. "Thanks, Dagmarr."
Thorgr yawns and puts his arm around Frostine. "And I only need you."
A few minutes later, Thorgr falls into a deep sleep.
She nods and sighs happily as she snuggles into his embrace before falling into a blissfully peaceful sleep.
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"You're a literal godsend Dagmarr, thanks." Sig adds, stretching her newly healed muscles.
Jerrica helps pick up the plates for Bruldora. "At least we were able to do what we needed to."
After helping clean up, Jerrica looks at Sig. "I'm ready for bed. How about you?"
"Definitely." Sig says with only the barest hint of a smile playing at the corner of her lips. "Good night everybody." she says with a stretch.
"Goodnight you two. I think I'll stay up for a bit." Dagmarr says with a smile.
"Good night, Dagmarr," Jerrica says, heading to the bedroom.
Sig follows Jerrica to the bedroom, resting a hand at the small of her back as they go.
Jerrica closes the door behind them.
The monet the door is closed, Sig moves close, drawing Jerrica in for a deep passionate kiss, slipping her arms around the rogue's slender waist and lifting her off the ground.
Jerrica squeals as she is lifted up. "My, you're enthusiastic."
"Mmmhmm....anticipation will do that to a girl" Sig says in a low sensuous tone, moving over toward the bed. Setting her love down gently, she grins down at her kneeling at the edge of the bed and removing Jerrica's boots.
Jerrica giggles. "Let's get all that anticipation out of the way then."
“Mmmm…..I’ve been craving your touch.” the skald purrs, reaching down to caress Jerrica’s cheek, and softly running her nails down the rogue’s back, before caressing her way back up with her fingertips and tracing a path over her shoulder and down the slope of one of her perky breasts, teasing her nipple between her fingers.
The skald eagerly presses her body against her love’s nubile flesh, kissing her passionately as she feels her hands roam her skin. Running one hand down Jerrica’s side her gives her buttocks an enthusiastic squeeze.
Nibbling on her lover’s ear, she begins to move, a slow sensual rhythm that grinds flesh against flesh, their bodies giving and receiving pleasure as their breasts press together, bodies eagerly making as much skin to skin contact as possible.
The last thing you remember is a lightning storm and, when you open your eyes, you find yourself in a cave with an wizened man with one eye looking at you intently.
He shows his other hand, ten bullets sitting in his palm.
He leads Rosa to a small town within this enormous cave, stops at a cottage and knocks on the door. A male dwarf opens the door. "Aye, Woden, ye've come back?"
"I have," Woden says. "This is Ms. Rosalina Luri. She will be joining the others on their quest. Please take care of her."
The dwarf nods, before addressing Rosa. "My name's Galdur. Please come in."
Rosa notices Woden has vanished.
Dagmarr sees Galdur return to the main room with a young woman.
She nods while following him into the main room, "Thank you Galdur, I appreciate your hospitality." She says while looking around and trying to take it all in. She still had all her stuff with her and everything was going to be fine. She didn't have to understand the hows and whys of everything, she just had to survive.
Galdur gestures at the woman sitting at the table. "This is Dagmarr, one o' yer new companions. The others are either asleep or away for the night. Ye'll be using the last room upstairs and, if ye need anything, ye can ask me or mah wife."