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After making arrangements with some porters to transport their building materials to Pounce the following afternoon, the guildmates parted ways for their respective homes. Well, Astredian had thought they were going to part ways, but for some reason Pita followed him and Moltar back to their manor house. Astredian wanted to say something, but expected that Moltar would speak up once they got to the door. He was a little surprised when the brooding oathbreaker said nothing. Moltar just walked into the vestibule, kicked off his boots, and rang the servants for a bath. “I hope that bath is big enough for two!” Pita giggled, scampering along after Moltar as the burly man stalked toward the stairs - but not without giving the perturbed Astredian an impish grin. The next afternoon, after fin