Follow Raxitlan
"No, my servant will help you to your room."
"My room? Am I staying?" You ask feeling rather helpless.
"Why, yes, I guess you are."
"What if I don't want to stay?" You ask taking offense at
the assumption.
"You WILL stay." Raxitlan whips around to face you, staring
you right in the eyes. By the look of command you see there you decide
not to fight anymore.
"I'm sorry, but am I missing something?" You ask following
after Raxitlan.
