Megamax and Victor (Guest Spa, Second Floor, West Wing)
Free from Lady Lilet, the magicians follow the long West Wing hallway past their rooms and to the final doors. Even just pulling them open exposes Megamax and Victor to a shock of humidity. A pair of elves, their blond hair pulled up in messy buns, wearing simple white outfits, offer greetings in unison.
With chalkboards in hand, they run through a list of services: massages, skin treatments, wet and dry saunas, and relaxing pools. They speak of a series of chambers to pass through: the salt room, the gem room, the clay room. Halfway through the questionnaire, the elves hand Megamax and Victor chilled water in crystal bottles which the magicians didn't even know they already needed until it was given to them. They inquire if you prefer iced tea or something stronger when decompressing in the steam baths.
If asked, they offer that three other guests are currently making their way through the spa, the first of which should be reaching the steam baths within the hour. The elves take down each of the magician's choices and offer them lockers for their possessions, and direct them to the changing rooms and the whole process begins...
Sixty-five minutes later, after the last deep-tissue massage, Megamax and Victor reunite. The blond elves—who could say if they were even the same ones that greeted Megamax and Victor when they arrived? so similar they all look—have wrapped the magicians in down-soft robes, given each a tall glass of iced tea or a flute of champagne as requested, and ushered them into a steamy, tiled bath hall. Magical columns lining the chamber glow white-hot and water runs in sheets down the walls, either evaporating or disappearing into invisible troughs. Two long pools stretching into the haze are separated by a tall dividing hedge of broadleaf plants and sweet-smelling flowers, dripping with condensation. Megamax's elven attendant motions for her to go to one side, while Victor's own does likewise with the other. Apparently, the spa is sensitive to human notions of modesty.
Megamax can hear talk bouncing around the walls of the room, but of the women's pool, she encounters only one other figure relaxing in the bubbling waters: a thick-built human woman, still wearing a minty face mask complete with cucumber slices over her eyes. She listens to the men's pool chatter beyond the hedge in silence. If she has detected Megamax's presence, she gives no sign.
Victor sees the conversation is coming from two blurry silhouettes relaxing in the water. At his approach, he hears a rumbling voice, "Look here, Orbal. Another gentleman with the sense to make use of the castle's facilities. Come, join us, stranger!" The man speaking is an older stately sort, plump and with a receding hairline, his skin scoured to a radiant red.
"Yes, of course, Baron Vorgus is right. Come, we speak of manly things," Duke Orbal adds with a smirk, delicately sipping from a champagne flute. The portion of his sinewy torso exposed above the foam is a crisscross of battle scars; some, one could imagine, which should have been fatal.
Spoiler: Megamax and Victor
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Once you finish the steam bath ending of the spa, you both will benefit from a +2 competence bonus to Str, Dex, and Con ability checks and Str-, Dex-, and Con-based skill checks for the next 24 hours.
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