Kenneth did not seem terribly surprised that Coral kept a busy schedule, he nodded in an understanding way, a little relieved actually that he would would have some time to himself. Time that he could use to try to process everything that had just occurred.
"Of course, yeah...want to shoot for tomorrow morning?" He asked, and presuming that did indeed work for her, he nodded and gave a little gesture to to her before she left.
"Thanks for the help. See ya then."
After she had gone, Kenneth set his bag next to the bed, his rifle on the comforter, and once again took in the sheer opulence of the room.
Some of the functions and controls remained a mystery to him despite his curiosity about them, and after a time he sat in the bed and let out a deep sigh.
What the hell have you gotten yourself into? He asked himself.
Had there been some kind of mistake? There must have been. The others had not seemed surprised to his eyes, some had taken to the whole thing, the "portal", their host, the mansion as if it came very naturally.
While he had been too overwhelmed to ask even the most passing and pressing question.
Where was he?
He was probably going to have to ask, and look like an idiot, but it might have to be done. Maybe Coral would know.
He went into the huge restroom, ran a hand along the rim of the collosal tub, and then looked in the mirror.
Man he looked rough. He ran a hand through his beard, sighed again. Even the best he had been able to do, given his circumstances, and he still looked like he had crawled down from the mountains, which was the truth he supposed.
He went back the bed, sat on it, placed a hand on his rifle, his Mauler, and felt a sort of contentment. More the familiarity of it than the protection it might offer.
"Guess we better find a place to lock you up huh?" He asked aloud, talking to himself.
"Can't go meet and greet lookin' like I'm ready to head off to war."
Although their host had been armed, and a few of the others. A spear at that.
GM Note:
Since you've not seen any of the others arrive you wouldn't know this. The only person you're seen armed is Cordelia.
A spear...of all things...
What was going on here?
He looked for a place to lock up his Mauler, and then left his room to go explore a little before the 3am meeting, intent on taking the weapon with him if no suitable safe could be found.
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