Zucabr was getting hungry. He had no idea what time it was, or how long he had been working for, but he was very hungry indeed. Had he eaten at all today? Probably not. So he placed a sheet over his workbench to hide the clutter, put a sign that said "Gone for food" on his door, and headed to a nearby tavern. There, he ordered a stew and some bread and quickly devoured it. Afterwards, he noticed a few old men playing chess in the corner, and decided to join them. None were a match for him, but he made sure to toy with them before he won. After that, they seemed quite angry, though Zucabr had no idea why, so he beat a hasty retreat to his room and laid back to do some heavy reading.