[h3]Roland[/h3][hr]
Roland was groggy. He was not a morning person. Nor an afternoon person. Nor a person-person, really. But he was ready. If anything, he wanted to get out of Stagcross as soon as possible. Thus, when the expedition leader came out to greet the team, he was quite elated.

[i]"About time,"[/i] he thought. Looking around, he saw some of the adventurers from yesterday already gathering and ready to go. One of them - the blacksmith - was eating breakfast, and another one - the spellblade, if Roland's memory did not fail him - was looking almost as groggy as he is.

"Good morning, expedition leader. Ready to go?"