You haven't given me enough of a reason to be yet.

We'll see. *streaches and yawns* i think it is time for me to get some rest. My room has been comendeared again... *kisses his nose* I'll steal this one.

*Smiles and kisses her on the forehead before he lets her go*

Goodnight Cosmina, sleep well.

*Rathil gets up and heads down the hall to his room*

*Strips out of her clothing and curls up in the bed with a great yawn and falls asleep quickly*

-The 16th day of Taurus-

The Galladian Church is holding it's annual "Fist of Glory" Fighting tournament once again. As usual the grand prize for the winner is 5000 gold and their own castle in the Human lands. Stop by the town hall if you are interested in signing up for the preliminary round.

The Mysterious Potion Seller accused with unearthing a corpse and using it to make some kind of strange elixir by the Elvin Government is still at large. Anyone with information of his current whereabouts should alert the royal guard in Gi Kinara. Thank you.

Yin of Yin and Yang's stores of good and Evil is missing her pet Leviathan. Misplacing such a large beast seems unlikely and she suspects her brother Yang, may be putting one of his vile tricks on her.

*He Steps out from the back room and looks around. No one here today, that's starting to be an odd occurrence now days. He puts up today's bulletin and sighs. He hasn't been talkative lately, nor has he been out and about. This place practically runs itself at least or he'd have a lot of angry customers. He goes back to idly leaning against the bar.*

*Rathil wakes up and heads downstairs to the bar. He walks outside and starts to explore the town*

*Wakes up after a fwe hours and stumbles downstairs*

*Icarus awakes totally refreshed after a great night's sleep (without even the hint of a hangover) and walks downstairs, suprised to see someone behind the bar. He sees Cosmina and tips her a friendly nod*

"Good morning, Cosmina. How fares you this morn?"

*Checks her pulse* I'm alive apparently. *pulls the straps of her stop onto her shoulders* you ?

"I am well, thank you." *his stomach grumbles audibly* "I could certainly use some breakfast. Tell me, do they serve pallatable food here?"

Its not exactly "Pallatable" but its food. *Goes into the back and brings out some fruit, bread and dried meats*

"Many thanks!"
*hungrily tucks into the feast*

*Looks at him stuff his face and sighs biting into an apple. She looks him up and down trying to size him up*

*Notices Cosmina's gaze but is too hungry to care about much else besides food for the moment*

*Finishes the apple and then pours herself some bitter ale*

*Finishes stuffing his face, goes to the bar and pours himself an illicit glass of Elven wine.*

"This place is having a bad effect on me." He mutters to himself

I bet *rolls her eyes* I mean "How so"?

*returns to the table* "Look at me; I'm eating like a hog and stealing wine. How terribly uncouth."

Uncouth. . . . paletable. . . . Okay y ou are WAYY OUt of this towns league *sips her ale* You sure yoour not an elf prince?