[Otoha grunts as he picks himself up off the sand. His muscles are sore... like he was lying there for a while. Annoying. Whatever. His sword is still there, so he heads up to... a restaurant?]
[Whatever. Food is food. He glances up at the... decorations... and shrugs. Not his problem. He's seen weirder fetishes. He wanders around for a bit before coming to the door. He opens it, and steps inside.]
[... A castle? Interesting. He wanders around a bit before finding the Armory, gazing up at the stained glass windows.]
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[Whatever. Food is food. He glances up at the... decorations... and shrugs. Not his problem. He's seen weirder fetishes. He wanders around for a bit before coming to the door. He opens it, and steps inside.]
[... A castle? Interesting. He wanders around a bit before finding the Armory, gazing up at the stained glass windows.]