I'm thinking it's a safe assumption that Pythia is ok with Percival tagging along. Plus that's way more interesting so we're going with it. :)
Behind the desk in the foyer sits the exotic and mysterious Purple Prose. With dark hair and stern features, the elf carries an aloof air of command. It's almost as if she's in charge by accident. But it's no accident.
When Pythia and Percival walk in, Purple Prose is writing tidily in a logbook with casual efficiency. As usual, she has the uncanny ability to know who is in her presence without looking. You've wondered if she might be prophetic too. It's certainly possible.
"Pythia dear, Constance had to cover your shift again last night." Her tone is only mildly scolding. She's never one to seem outwardly upset. The elegant elf raises her big-dark eyes from her writing to look at you, sparing only the barest second for Pythia before scanning between Percival and the owlbear. Her voice is calm and even, as if she's asking about the weather. "Ms. Sterang, what did I tell you about bringing animals in here?"
Purple Prose has her big eyes trained directly on Percival when she says this. But she must be talking about the owlbear... right?
You're not supposed to bring animals inside, though the rule is occasionally broken for clean pets, like cats.
