Reincarnated With A Summoning System

Gramps has serious connections among the Dwarves. When they return to the house for lunch, the last of the furniture is being brought upstairs by the workers, days ahead of schedule. He says none of the rooms match, they're all in different themes, but that's perfect for Cain. Guild members staying here can pick one that suits their personality.

Ohla is so excited she can barely eat her lunch, eager to get upstairs and pick out her new room. Cain is intrigued too, there's also a Guild Master Suite here that they renovated without telling him what it will look like, and he's curious to see what they've done with the place.

Eager to get a head start, the two of them sneak upstairs while everyone else is still eating lunch, using the old servants stairs so they can start at the end of the hallway and end up in the Guild Master's suite.

The first two rooms they find are white marble themed, with green or blue accent colors. Then white oak, pink marble, black granite. Mostly stone floors and king sized beds with exquisite solid wood furniture, until they get to the last five rooms. Two standard rooms except with bunk beds, then the final two and the Guild Masters suite.

The last one on the left is themed like the captains quarters of a Spanish Galleon or similar style sailing ship. The room on the right is all padded red leather and black wood. Very cliche bondage dungeon style. Just looking at it makes Ohla blush.

"Alright, the moment of truth. Let's see the Guild Master's suite." Cain laughs, closing the door to the leather bound room behind him.

The door opens to a sitting room. Thick fur rugs cover granite floors, dark stained bookshelves line the walls except the far end where a comfortable looking chair sits behind a black jade desk with a map of the valley carved in the top and then covered in what looks like glass. Behind the chair a set of double doors open onto a balcony that overlooks the back yard. Mostly though, the view from inside is of the solid stone mountain face, must be a Dwarven thing.

In the middle of the room two heavy leather couches in the Dwarven fashion sit facing each other along with two thick recliners around a low table. Beside each chair is a round stand Cain can't immediately identify, until it dawns on him that they're ornate ashtrays with storage for pipes, cigars and tobacco

Only one door exits the room, leading to a bedroom more at home in a harem drama than a Dwarven capital. Persian Style Rugs on the floor, drapes over the walls in bright red and gold with gossamer curtains over a massive bed along the far wall. Instead of a couch there is a large pile of cushions with a low table, and the final touch, a hot tub steams away in the corner, big enough for six comfortably. Magical lamps in stained glass fixtures give the room a comfortably dim glow, despite the absence of windows.

Ohla is running her fingers over the cloth hung from the wall and discovers a small walk in closet and ensuite bathroom as all the rooms have, except with just a small shower instead of a tub and shower. Without knowing it is there, few would find it hidden behind the curtains.

"I can't tell if he knows you too well, or if the old man is messing with you." Ohla laughs, taking the decor in while Cain stands speechless.

"Casablanca, maybe Arabian Nights? I like it. Remember the honeymoon suite with the hot tub? This is way better." comes Misha's voice from behind them as they're still absorbing all that is this room.

"You recognize this? It reminds me of the Imperial wives suite in Sunnybrook." Ohla says, impressed and Cain chuckles.

"Both of those stories are about something similar to what you're thinking." Cain says and the inquisitive Elf goes to check the water temperature in the hot tub.

"Not bad, but we should get a garden pool built out back. Natural ponds are better than hot water to relax in." She smiles.

"How do you like it son? The boys noticed you've always got the four pretty women with you, so they did you up something special." Gramps asks, stroking his beard in victory.

Cain can see where the misunderstanding comes from. Even if Vala and Nemu are summons, that's not obvious to others, and they're almost always with him. Speaking of which, the Nemu twins, in opposite outfits, a feat Cain didn't know was possible as they're clones, are relaxing on the cushions, looking perfectly at home in this exotic room.

"We love it. Good job Gramps." Nemu gives it her seal of approval and Vala relaxes next to her.

"She's right, it's pretty comfortable. We should stay here." The Demonic Companion agrees.

"You heard them. Good job." Cain sighs, shaking his head.

Gramps has deliveries coming in all afternoon and evening, getting the house stocked up and the tavern ready to open. The girls are going shopping in Graska this afternoon, looking for the perfect outfit for tonight's party they say. Cain, Cixelcid and the newly arrived cleric Nathaniel are going to make a bunch of deliveries around the Dwarven district of Sunnybrook, delivering high quality goods the locals have asked Dimnys for after finding out she had a way to Graska.

It's not that they lack the skills to make them, but the materials simply weren't available in Sunnybrook. By the time they finish they've become great friends, sharing tales of their adventures and of romantic misadventures. Nathaniel is Alina's little brother, and he wanted to be a doctor before his interface awakened, so he picked cleric. Alina simply didn't like the idea of being hit so she wanted to heal. She loves being in dungeons though, and always drags him along.

They're all from Lesser noble families in the Inner City, and they went to the academy with Ohla. She picked cleric because her friends did, but actually wanted to travel as a merchant, she likes bookkeeping and haggling for goods far too much for a nobles child, according to Nathaniel.

They're not snobby about their heritage like many from the Inner walls though, their time at the academy cured that and they haven't been back long enough to forget.

Before the evening party they make a quick visit back to Graska to get a cask of Dwarven Whiskey for the celebrants. Five gallons should be enough for everyone to get a taste or two.