"Well... seems everyone is doing fine here, and not against their will..." Leto says, looking at Charles adding "So, Charles. If this place is a kind of spa there must be a place to get a good glass of wine?"

"But of course," Caiden replies. "I would honored to join you and your companions for a sup."  At the mention of wine, he seems happy to join in.  "I hope they have an excellent vintage.  Come let's fine that bottle together."  A smile cracks from his lips as he joins in step with the group accompanying them to their destination.

Charles looks over to Leto "Well I mean I think that there could be some lying around somewhere but I sadly don't drink a lot of wine so I don't know I'm sure that you could find some somewhere near the dining area" Charles then looks over to Marzia "I would love to I am very impressed in your fighting skills and quite frankly I need to know more". Charles sais as he admires the way that Marzia acts so genuine and responsible.

"Well you two don't get too excited " says Marzira both to Charles and Caiden " I am not going to reveal all my secrest fighting with you so you can beat me at the upcoming championship" she laughs at the two other contendants.

Once they all are stting at one big table at the dinning room, wich is more like a barracks, and the dinner is served along with a couple of bottles of wine by a pair of human servants, she says. 

"I wonder what the Masters would think of this situation. They told me that only guests and fighters were allowed here. And it seemed like a very important rule for them..." 

"Clearly we are guests. After all, Felltrix herself allowed he reign of the facilities. Enjoy!" Leto says, filling a large glass, chilling it in his hands, and taking a large sip after the days activities. Then looking to his companions says "So now that we've found Marzira, what do you plan to do? Shall we see about getting back to Eberron?"

"If I may just say a few words, I don't think it is a good idea to go to Eberron only cause well your friend Marzia is in this competition and well it doesn't seem very smart to leave without participating. I am almost certain that Masters wouldn't be too happy if we eat and drink their wine then just leave without paying them back." Charles sais to the group "And well I'm not going to intrude on your personal matters but have you asked what Marzia wants? She is her own person." 

"I don't really give a damn about your 'masters'." Leto says with a bit of a sarcastic tone on 'masters', refilling his wine, adding "And I'm definitely not one for a physical fight. The issue with getting back is rather how we'd even do it..." Looking to Vox he continues "You stepped though the portal to bring us here. Any suggestions?"

"You would consider forgoing the tournament? How scandalous."  Caiden mocks a gasp, but resorts to chuckling.  A little lowered in his voice as if whispering, "How would you go about that?"    He takes a more serious tone, "we have been brought here at great effort, or so they make it seem.  I would very much prefer a way home if it were an option."

"I will agree with caiden on this one, I would rather not fight anyone especially not now cause i am getting to know you all" Charles sais with senceraty.

"Glad we're mostly in agreement on this at least." Leto says, enjoying the food and drink to his fullest, adding after a big swig of wine "I have absolutely zero intention of entering such a barbaric contest at the whim of some rich bastards behind the curtain."

"Now now" the warm voice come over Leto's back and almost all of them jump in their seats as they all see the figure of the Master. The very same entrepenaur who organized the fighting constest at the mill the other night. "Isn't that rude Leto? You come here unvitied, breaking the rules, drink our wine and eat our food... and you insult us? Tsk tsk that is no way to behave young one..." 

He circles the table and takes a seat near Charles. 

"Now, don't you worry about Marzira, she is not leaving yet. She had a contract, don't you dear? " he says to her with a smile 

" Indeed " replies the monk " But even so, I would not leave yet, as I said, I will take part of the competition. " 

The Master nods, smiling like the cat that just eat the mouse. 

" You see? Now. I must say that I am really dissapointed with you. How you dare to think that I would have used some kind of... mental trick to lure brave Marzira here against her will? And that way to behave with my guardians... and that language... in my own house!!  " despiste his words he takes a piece of fruit of the table, totally unworried and asks to Vox. 

"Tell me... What would you do with you if you were in my position? " 

You all can see that, behind him, near the frame of the door, waits the tiefling woman that received you in the mansion.

"If i may ask what is this contract is it the same one that i sighnd to get into this compitition?" Charles askes the Master. "And if it isnt i would like to know what it is"

The Master turns towards Charles looking at him as if he had just realized that he was there.

"Poor boy. " he replies " You should know by now that one don't always got what he wants. I am bound by the confidentiality of the contract. As well as I wouldn't reveal the details of your contract to anyone that suddenly asks about it. How's this Charles? ten minutes with this tresspassers and you lost your manners too?" 

"I am verry sorry i just well I dont want someone to be forced into a contract, I doubt that that would happen tho, I am just well how do i say this i am curiose as to why her friends would come all this way for her if it wasnt for somthing important?" Charles exlames.

Marzira tenses her jaw.

"For the last time. I appreciate you guys coming here and I am terrible sorry if my  my lack of communication, or innapropiate way to tryo to, had made you coming here. But nobody has forced me to do anything. I am not stupid neither weak. If anyone speaks of me, or behaves, as if I am not here or I am some kind of damsel who needs rescue I will break the rules of the House and break some ribs before the actual competition begins... "

The Master just smiles and looks to the party. 

"Now Vox... tell me. What would you do?" 

Charles looks over to Marzia "Hey be happy at least that you such kind people to care for you so much I'm not saying that you can't make decisions for yourself But at least appreciate that they are here. "  

Marzira sighs "I need friends, and I appreciatte their love and care " she looks specially  at Merzin " but I don't need knigths in shinny armor coming to my rescue, or getting their noses were it doesn't belong. I didn't doubt that you were forced or cheated to be here. Neither I thought that anyone had taken advantage of you just because you wear armor, or because you have friends crazy enough to follow you to another plane just in case. I take for granted that if you are here you are a capable and skilled fighter. And that you are here by choice. Your motives are your own and I don't want to know. Extend to me that courtesy." she says looking at Charles in the eye. 

"I'm sorry, we haven't been introduced. You are?" Leto asks the figure who approached. He then remembers his manners and adds "Your hospitality is appreciated. Your imp sent us here, so perhaps he could send us back now that we've confirmed our friend is here of her own will."

Charles looks down "Yeah your right I am intruding on matters that are none of my business, I will leave now I don't want to cause any more harm than I already have" he gets up and starts to push his chair in.

"I am the Master. " he turns to Charles "Stop beign rude and sit down. The monk has a point but she doesn't understand that you can't help it. You were just trying to help. And as you were so eager that you talked without thinking I think this could be a valuabe lesson to you. " he speaks with the tone of someone who is used to be obeyed without questioning. 

"Now... that good for nothing imp is being punished for his stupidity but here's the thing. He claims that you tricked him in believing that you were invited as this gentelmen and your friend were. I wonder if this is true or not... "