Sirus (Tavernkeeper): Ah, greetings, Grand Templar! Welcome to my humble tavern! What may I get you?
Trace: Um, we just need a room.
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): Certainly. I have a suite prepared for you.
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): And a nice, strong steel cage in the basement for your Keidran. We guarantee she won’t be able to escape, and we’ve taken out the liberty of clearing out the rats about three months ago.
Trace: What?! I don’t want her alone in a cage!
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): Huh? Alone? Oh, I get it.
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): So she’s a breeder, eh?
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): In that case, we have plenty of virile male Keidrans. One night and you can expect her to have kittens in no time!
Flora: Nyaaaaa!
Trace: No! NO!
Trace: I— I think I’ll just have her stay in my room for tonight!
Sirus (Tavernkeeper): (thoughts) Ooooh, this will be interesting.
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