Sticky. Sticky and wet? For the briefest of moments Alexander couldn't recall where he was, and his eyes burned far too much for him to open them to find out. His mouth was terribly dry and his cheek was covered in a liquid that seemed stuck to a smooth piece of... wood? The young mage snapped up, forcing his eyes open, if only just slightly, and wiped away at the slobber that had coated his cheek with his sleeve before using the same sleeve to wipe down his desk. The sudden motion caused papers to scatter about a bit one or two falling to the floor. Thankfully the inkwell stayed upright. Alexander let out a low growl of frustration. Sleep had stolen him from his studies again. He had no idea what time it was, his eyes only just getting used to the darkness of the room that held no windows and candles that were running out of wick. Rising from his seat he rubbed his eyes hoping that would make it easier to keep them open. It was a bad move for the one didn't seem to want to open at all not that it had a chance to close again. The young lad would've made quiet the site had anyone else been in the room as stumbled around grabbing at the parchment on the floor, his hair messy and a mixture of wetted down and stuck up on the side that had been resting on the desk. 

Squinting through his one responding eye Alex, grabbed book that lay open, fitting the loose parchment in the open page before closing it. Text in hand he continued to stumble his way out the room, every step seeming to bring back just a bit more consciousness. Opening the door of what was now revealed to be a shed he was relieved to find it was still dark outside. Couldn't have been more than a couple hours then. Alexander had been pouring over texts and practicing the spell Demi and Alex just knew he was close to a break through. Today was going to be the day. Just a few more tries and he would cast the spell flawlessly. Last night he had found a text that his mind ate up and understood more so than any of the others on the subject and he was sure he understood now. Just a bit of fine tuning.

The General was not an easy man to impress and Alex had to constantly show improvement if he was to receive access to the great wealth of information General Asharna had at his disposal. In fact Alex sometimes questioned whether the General expected more from Alex than the young mage did from himself. That was impossible though because no one could possible dream as big as Alexander. He was going to be become so powerful in the dark arts that he would someday challenge the gods themselves for a place in eternity. But before that could happen he needed to clean himself up and go to the General's study. And so Alex made his way back to his room, and began the same routine that he had been through everyday since his first day working with the General. Cleaning himself down changing his attire and walking briskly across the courtyard and making his way to the study.