A guard led Karl to a room down the hall that had a large shower and bath, plus a dressing room and a few more options of clothing.
"We will knock fifteen minutes before dinner. Let us know if you need anything before then, we will be outside the door and there is a manservant available should you require assistance." The Guard explained.
"Thank you, I will let you know if there is anything missing."
The guard closed the door and Karl headed for the shower room.
It was stocked with a dozen different body washes, shampoos, brushes, scrubbers and even an assortment of trimmers. There wasn't much that he couldn't do to make himself presentable, so Karl started right in on trimming his beard and cutting his hair.
The sink area had adjustable mirrors, so he could even see the back of his head in the reflection, and the process was going much more quickly than he had expected.
He considered letting Remi out to see what his hair would look like after she had her way with it, but Karl suspected that he was still under surveillance, and having a random Naga Queen appear in his bath would be hard to explain.
It didn't stop her from giving suggestions anyhow, and by the time that he was finished with the trim, she was delighted with his makeover. [You just need tusks. I wonder if we could make Trollish Regeneration grow you a set of tusks?] She pondered.
[That would be more Trollish. But I don't think that we have time to experiment. I spent too much time getting my hair perfect, now I need to get clean and dressed.]
Remi was sad, but she did have a few minutes to spare as Karl showered, and she could practice on her own claws in an attempt to shape them into a new design while making them grow out.
If she could do it with nails, they should be able to do it with teeth as well.
Unfortunately, it wasn't working as well as she had hoped. She had made a pretty design out of her claw, but it didn't grow out like they would need Karl's teeth to do in order to make tusks. It just returned to its default state if she damaged it too much. It didn't get longer than that.
Karl finished his shower and quickly changed into the provided outfit. Then looked at it in dismay. The colour combination was horrible, pale gold and green. There had to be something better in the racks.
A short search turned up a white shirt, black pants and a silver and black tailed jacket. [You need the waist band.] Rae reminded him.
[Right, there we go. How do I look?]
[Like you're going to a meeting with nobles ten thousand years ago.] Remi laughed.
[That's perfect. As long as I don't look too ridiculous, a little bit of oddity will help sell the story that I'm from the past. With any luck, this should be our last meeting with the Council, and then we can grab Thor and the ladies to make our escape.]
Karl added a spritz of each of the three fancy perfumes that were on the counter, hoping to hide his natural scent, and then double-checked to make sure that he hadn't messed up anything on his outfit.
The guard knocked at their door and gave Karl an approving look as he saw that everything was in order.
"The Council will be ready soon, and it is considered polite to arrive before they do." He explained.
"Lead the way. Are the ladies ready?" Karl asked.
"Hopefully, soon. The tiny one is a menace, and the head maid had to rescue one of her staff, but they should have things sorted out by now."
Karl chuckled. "Nature Priestesses are like that. They're a bit too wild and free for most social situations, and they love meeting new people. I wouldn't be shocked if she dragged a maid into the bath with her."
The guard laughed. "I hope that it wasn't that extreme. But such things are the ladies' private business."
Karl followed the guard to the dining room, where the others were already gathered, along with a group of maids who had brought them.
They were all elegantly dressed with intricate hairstyles and immaculate makeup, except for Ophelia, though Karl suspected that there were highlights in her fur that were not there before.
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