Drask studied the room key with intense curiosity, studying the many jigs and jags of the metal. He explored the many nooks and crannys with his finger, feeling the gracious amount of uneven surfaces. He found such simple contraptions to be quite interesting, mainly because he had never seen them before, and partly because he had the mind of a teenage pup. It constantly got him into trouble when he was younger, whether it be trying to climb on the roof of the barn or sneaking into his father's workshop. Drask knew that this was a common trait for Kelvics (at least wolven ones), but never really tried to overcome it and just considered it to be natural for him. His mind completely occupied by his stray thoughts, he passed his room and only realized he had done so when he nearly ran face-first into the wall at the end of the corridor. The sudden materialization of a brick wall caused Drask to leap backwards. Panicked, he spun around to see if anyone had seen his blunder, feeling relieved as he discovered the corridor to be empty. This time he managed to reach his room without making any further mistakes, wringling the key into the lock until it gave a soft *click* and the door opened inwards. Drask was immediately greeted by the smell of cooked food, the scent overwhelming his senses to the point that he was unaware of the drop of drool that had fallen from his lips. Dazedly, he walked into the rather luxurious room with all his attention focused on the steak dinner sitting quietly on the bedside table. It wasn't until he had completely devoured his meal that he became aware of where he was. He spotted several interesting objects in his room. One of them was a bottle of wine accompanied by two glasses, obviously meant to be consumed by more than one person. The other was a small pipe with a strange, ash-like powder inside of it with a number of matches sitting beside it. Curiously, he picked up the pipe and studied it's contents. With a small shrug he put the pipe to his lips and attempted to strike one of the matches, only succeeding after his third try. Unfortunately, because of his inexperience he took in a larger-than-necessary puff of Dream Smoke and let out a loud, coarse cough. His second try went better, but not by much. |