The Awaited Meeting

A barefoot rock nymph with pale yellow skin and a lower white skin tone dressed in a white shirt and black fitted pants led Orion and Fifi to their new room.

The room was similar to the previous one they had stayed in but much larger. It contained an extra-wide pool and a room filled with crude weapons hanging on the sides—a training room. 

Orion wasn't sure if the room could withstand their strength, but he wasn't interested in testing it since he didn't plan to stay for an extended period.

"This is your new room. Fresh fruits and wine are prepared on the table if you're hungry. We don't have any magical beasts' meat in the Bastion of Wailing Gnarled, so I'm afraid we can't provide that. However, the Sovereigness has already arranged a trade for some magical beasts' meat from the Bastion of Ashen Hope, which will take a few days. So, please be patient, travellers," Felissa said, bowing slightly to Orion and Fifi.