[SP-F1] The Tonic of Wilderness (Completed)

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Well, first of all, he wasn't going to be accomplishing anything in this haggard and tired state. So, therefore, his best course of action was to go to sleep. On a bed, preferably. Evander chuckled. His sleeping patterns had been completely thrown off by a single night of thought and contemplation. Evander walked on over to the Inn, passing by several villagers setting off to start their own days. Evander entered the establishment. It looked exactly as it had when he had entered it earlier- well-lit, and fairly spacious. He walked up to the Innkeeper and asked for a room. The NPC cocked his head curiously, then accepted Evander's payment and offered him a key to any room in the inn. Apparently, there was no one staying in the inn at this moment. Evander took the key for room 12, a room that was assured to have no windows due to being on the interior side of the building. Evander opened the door to his little room (it was actually quite quaint in its simplicity). He had a small bed, a small drawer, and a little table with two chairs, presumably to host any visitors. Evander closed the door behind him and took his sword off, laying it against the drawer. He slumped onto his bed and began to snore softly, smiling a little in his sleep at mysteries his mind would forget when he awoke again.

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Summary

Evander: +1 SP, +400 col, +1 mat (and a well-spent night of philosophy along with a messed up sleep schedule)

 

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