As everyone filtered out of the hall, James made his way to the library to try to find done information of the giant Hrasvelger. After an hour of searching James only turned up a tale of a giant that could shapeshift into an eagle that defends it's home at the edge of the world. This giant did have the same name but where the group was heading want anywhere near the edge of the world.  The writing also seemed to be in that of fairy tales.

James shook his head in dismissal as he put the manuscript back. It wasn't necessarily what he was searching for but all he found. He followed the person tasked to aide him to the room that was being provided by the Duke. It was beyond what James had expected and what he even really cared for. He examined the feather bed, it was softer than any other bed he had ever had. To soft really. He looked around the room and found a spot high on a tall dresser just to the opposite of the bed.

Before going to sleep he tested the rapier for a bit and spoke the command word, findar. Acid dripped from the blade for a second before James muttered the word again and sheathed the blade. He then placed a few pillows under the blanket on the bed to make it look like he was there, then climbed onto of the dresser, leaned against the wall, moved his bag of holding into his left arm, and drew the rapier and slowly fell to sleep.

His dreams consisted of little, though there was a flash back to the day when he left his sister, half-sister really, behind at a temple of Ilmater. It was the hardest choice he had made in his life but also probably the best. He had done it so she could at least have a better life than the one they were living at the time. Their mother had died which left James to provide for himself and his sister. He had taken to stealing food when begging wasn't yielding enough. He had always made sure she had plenty to eat, even of it ment he didn't have much. 

However times started to grow leaner and made it more difficult to acquire enough food, which is what led him to take her to the temple of the broken god. He visited from time to time and made sure to not speak of his thieving exploits. He had least contact with her about ten years ago when she had set out as a cleric of Ilmater to aide those in suffering as part of a pilgrimage. Maybe he would see her again on his adventure here, probably not but one could hope couldn't he.