Ionathan began to rouse from his bed, thankfully he had slept well and he felt like it. Due to the fact he was the first to get to sleep, Ionathan woke up earlier then the others and began to go about his usual routine. Dressing in his Gambeson and brown trousers he then started to shave using a shiny brass bowl as a mirror. While shaving his mind turned to the group, it was inevitable that they would face combat soon and each of them seemed to be formidable but he pondered about Ajax. While he did have superhuman strength Ionathan wondered how he would combat foes that were well armoured and well trained. Realising that Ajax would not have come this far if he didn’t have some kind of strategy against such foes this train of thought soon was forgotten as he finished shaving his face feeling as smooth as a cold steel.


Walking downstairs eager for breakfast he saw Isabeau sitting by a table which Ionathan saw as an opportune time to catch up, he was very interested to hear what she had been up to since the Waeldeshore incursion. Picking up some leftover bread from yesterday and a small block of butter Ionathan began to make his way to Isabeau. 


"When you left, I felt betrayed. I thought you were gonna wait for me. But you were gone before I was awake."


He froze on the spot, he knew that question was best left between the two and him butting in would be improper. Turning away from them he pondered where to sit, Sakaala looked to be still asleep so sitting next to her might arouse her from slumber. Deciding to sit at a different table Ionathan sat down, buttered the bread and started eating as quietly as possible. He thanked the heavens that he remembered his dining utensils. Eating without them would be so uncivilised  


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