Shodfui's face slowly reveals his shock at what just happened here.
He and his people have effectively been banned from the Wendigo.
"You can't ban us," he sputters, swirling smoke risking from his mouth.
"Oh, I can. It's in the guest agreement you sign every time you stay here," I assure him. "And don't tell me that we can't enforce the ban. We have magical objects aplenty, and every god on this committee will put blockers in place to make sure you can't try to sneak back in."
Daji adds, " 'The management reserves the right to terminate the privileges of any guest that refuses to comply with the hotel's rules, and who has been warned about previous infractions. Such a ban can last indefinitely, in perpetuity, or until such time as the management decides to lift the ban. Magical and mystical means will be used to enforce the ban if necessary.'"
