Lucius Cypher

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

“Goodmorningmakesureyoueayalotseeyoulater!” Dirk said in one breath as he dove back to the room he came from. This got a chuckle from the big burly man. “Young fool needs to be more willing to show off himself in front of women. What was he expecting anyways, walking out here dressed like that?” Soon more people would arrive, the traders from last night, after the old lady had cleaned the tables. Pylia herself came down somewhat groggy but she was more limber once she had a meal. Sitting in front of you she seemed to realize something embarrassing. “I... Forgot to fix those tools and make those potions last night. So much happened with those insects too. So... Thoughts?”

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

You choose a corner edge seat that, with a bit of cleaning, was clean enough. The food tasted rather decent though you note the lack of spices aside from salt in the stew. The beef chunks were largely fat with the bulk of the solids being potatoes and carrots. Still it was a thick stew and went well with your bread, which seemed to be some sort of pumpernickle. It was an otherwise quiet morning.

That large man came down stairs again to eat. Unlike you he didn't seem to care for the stains and simply got his food and ate in silence. The broth would occasionally stain his large bushy white beard but he otherwise didn't seem to notice or care. When he finished his meal, the old lady would come and refill his bowl. The third time this would happen, Dirk actually came out from one of the back rooms, yawning and rubbing his eyes. He looked different outside of his usual thief tatters; he was just wearing trousers that revealed his rather lithe body. When he saw you he covered himself up with his arms. "Sylvia! I-I-I whoa you're up early!"

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

The old lady was in the kitchen again making some sort of soup. From the smell it seemed to be beef, or just some sort of red meat. You could see a nice, tasty chunk of steak on the cutting board that's to be chopped up for the stew. She nods at you and serves you up a bowl of a very hearty stew and a warm loaf of bread, as well as a mug of boiled water. Compared to yesterday this meal was much more luxurious. No one seemed to be here yet though much of the tables were still dirty and stained from last night revelry. You could eat here, or try and find somewhere else to have breakfast.

You are the Mon

I should post.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

You lay your head back down to sleep, and it’s not hard for you to doze off again. You dream of floating through a sea of clouds on the back of a giant fried fish on toast, almost like the one Dirk ate yesterday. But soon it felt like you were falling, and you suddenly jump awake just as you were about to fall through the clouds. Or so you thought. What felt like only a few seconds apparently was actually quite a bit of time, as there’s now some sunlight shining through. If you had to guess maybe about an hour had passed. It was still quiet but the sun was getting up now.

Pylia was still asleep on the floor, bundled into a ball of fur and magic. You could almost hear the heavy snoring if other patrons beyond the wall of your room. Occasionally one would let out a deep bellowing snore powerful enough to shake your door. Additionally as strange as your fried fish dream was, if you choose to lay back down you’d find it hard to go back to sleep. Seemed that the shock had awake your body now.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Roll me a constitution save to see if you can really steal a few minutes of sleep or not.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

The night was, fortunately, uneventful. Not even a strange dream, though you have vague memories of something about fish. Either way morning would soon come. You could hear the chirping of birds and the crowing of a distant rooster. Pylia was still asleep on her bedroll nearby. It was still somewhat dark as well, so likely shortly before sunrise. You could get up now, or just steal a few more minutes of sleep.

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

It was still rather loud and rowdy outside, and frankly now that Pylia remembered it she groaned. "Doubtful. Seems like they've got their own noise to make." She just sighed as she laid out the bedroll next to your bed. "Ugh... This is why I don't like sleeping at inns. Too loud..." As she laid down Pylia covered herself with the furs and curled up, as if trying to block out the noise. "Frankly, those people likely wouldn't have never bothered to come up if things were looking really bad. They've got their own world to deal with, completely separate from ours." Her voice started to sound drowsy. For someone who seemed annoyed at the noise, she was quickly falling asleep. "Could throw a whole hive of wasp at them... Wouldn't even bother to clear out until someone's red in the face... Pus bleeding, drunken reprobates... Zzzz...."

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

Pylia laid there as she watched you clean up around the room. There was a small bit of cloth you could take from the bed, apparently it was suppose to be a wash cloth, which you could use to wipe up the insect parts. Pylia herself didn't do much to assist except to take off her armor and toss it off to the side, along with most of her outer clothes and gear. She did at least use her magic to zap any insects that did were still in the room, though that was mostly flies and other annoying critters. It was almost comical seeing her mutter magic words as bugs spontaneously burst into flames in midair.

Eventually you'd finish cleaning up. Pylia would offer you the bed again, insisting that she doesn't even like sleeping on these sorts of beds. She's more of a hammock person. Besides that her own sleeping bag was certainly free of bugs, though she did double check and ensured it was indeed insect free. "This would make the most comfort for the both of us. I mean honestly, you'd think Ricks could at least give you more sheets to wrap up the straw in."

Keratia: Tales of the Arisen One

The two girls would continue to scream and shout as they killed the bugs. Pylia unleashed radiant flames while you crushed anything underneath your feet. Soon all the insects were either dead or scattered, killing off the swarm. Pylia proceeded to then take your bedroll, light it on fire, and toss it outside of the window. Breathing heavily Pylia just looked at you with an annoyed look. That then just turned into a dumb smile before she collapsed onto the bed, not even bothering to take off her leather armor. "Oooooh gods. That... Uuuuugh. I don't wanna deal with it."