.There was a woman dressed in the robes of a high priestess of a localtemple, and beside her was a young looking half-elf dressed in studdedleather ar...mor and with a longsword on her hip.The priestess introduced herself to the trio, saying "I am Arwen Kari,priestess of Mitra. This is Tamarie Taarpa a Magas who works for ourtemple. May I ask who you are, and what you want with Kevadak?"Goruza, Emerald, and Milah introduced themselves, and Milah said, "Wehave a friend who has been taken prisoner. "Now please offer to pour us some tea, Alexis.And don't speak without asking for permission."He hated being called by that name but put on a simpering smile and heldout his hand to the tea pot. "Would you like some more tea, Miss Eudora?And you, Auntie Tabitha?" The women smirked at him and held out their cups, which he refilled bybending forward at the waist, even though it made his latex dress pulltightly across his bottom. He heard the material give a faint squeak.It seemed to be growing. Ariel suspected that the front entrance also met the needs of those hiring entertainment for private events.Ariel walked around back. Yeah, there was no way she would get the servants entrance confused with the members entrance. The members entrance was not as ostentatious as the front entrance, but a male and female statue formed columns on each side of the door. Their hands clasped to form an archway.The door swung on well-oiled hinges. Ariel stepped into a marble lobby and approached a. ”And we spoke of other things.This day she has shown me a thing that sits on a wall of the room where we spend our days. It is like the box on the table, which she calls computer, but bigger and different. She says the name is television, or teevee, and she shows how it, too, lights up when she takes up a small thing and presses a boss on it.“I don’t usually watch, but it’s time for the news and I have no idea what’s happening in the world,” she tells me. I ask what is news, and she says it is.