"Guh... Where am I?..." Lyra groggily sat up in a bed that was not her own. It was a sight she had grown accustom to, but it was true none the less. She looked over to see the blinds drawn, and a few rays illuminating the room. There was some medicine on the nightstand beside her, and her lute and bag was in the corner. Slowly the pieces began to fall into place. "Oh... That's right... I just got into Mineral Town... I had such a headache, and was so hungry. The Inn owner... Leon? He gave me this room, in exchange for helping him out... But what did he need me to do?... Argh! Can't remember..." She looked at herself in a mirror on the wall. "Yeesh, I'm dirty. I should take a bath first." Lyra walked out of her room, looking for the bath room. She wandered for a while, before finally finding it. 

She still didn't feel entirely there before the bath, however the warm water and steam really helped. She felt okay when she first woke up, but after that bath she felt like her normal self. She quickly changed into a set of clothes, making sure her recent ones were to be cleaned. She had few cloths to wear so, she rarely changed while out on the road. She walked outside the Inn and into the warm sun of spring. She looked up to the sun, shielding her eyes. "Hm... Its still the early afternoon... Guess I will walk around and see more of the town."

She walked around and spotted a few other places. She noticed the farm that she passed through to get here. It still seemed to be in really bad condition, but she swore she saw someone working on it. There was a chicken farm, and a blacksmith. But more importantly, a bar. She would have to keep that in mind when it got later. She saw the church, and was rather impressed with it It seemed well maintained. She saw strange hut in the distance behind the church, but just passed it off as a chicken coup. For the most part she could pick out each building without a problem. However one seemed somewhat peculiar, and out of place. It looked like a normal house, but there was an odd "tower" built into the side. There was a sign that read "Library" with a list of dates and times. According to the sign, it should have been open. She pushed the door and looked around, then felt disappointed immediately. "Books... Just books..." She wasn't sure what she expected to see, nor did she have any reason to believe that a place labeled as a library would have anything other than books.