Himo prays briefly again and gathers his things, going down to the main area to wait on the others as well as check on the old man.

Milander is still snoring where you left him last night when you come downstairs.

"Decissions decissions, do I let him sleep or wake him up....old Humans need their rest, and soft foods."

"We also need breakfast." Seralessa adds taking a seat next to the old man.

The old man seems content and peaceful, his hawkish face for once placid and serene as he snuggles contentedly against the blanket that had been placed on him. In fact, he seemed more agreeable asleep than he had ever seemed while awake.

"Should we order a hot infusion and hot bread, Himo?" She looks at the stairs, waiting for the two good for nothing she has been traveling with to walk down.

"Myself I usually don't eat first thing when I get up, I'm more of an early lunch type. but suit yourself, the old man will sleep until we wake him I believe."

"Can we have a glass of water for the old man too, please?"

"Is that for him to drink to wake up or are you going to pour it on him because....."

Seralessa splashes the water on the old man's face. "Rise and shine, old man! It is a wonderful day!"

The common room upstairs had hot rolls.

Hot infusion is just hot water to take a bath in using clean cloth an towell :).

Water is free.

The old man starts and splutters, waking abruptly as he wipes the water from his face. Glaring at the girl the old man growls, "Hatchlings are always biting off more than they can swallow. You'll regret this." he says, his voice growing icy calm.

Looking about to get his bearings, the Old Man says, "I need some breakfast, and then weren't we supposed to be killing something?" he asks bruskly, ordering whatever meat was available.

"I was under the impression we were to rescue someone. tho we might have to kill someone else to rescue the other so there is hope...."

"Oh well... just make sure I won't be able to act on my regret then, old man."
She sits and calmly eats her breakfast.

The old man will read his book as he eats, chuckling and nodding to himself as he points to an entry within saying, "Yes... that should do nicely." he says shooting an ugly smile at the precocious rogue.

The old man then frowns at Himo. "I hope you are right. Rescuing some fool that got themselves caught seems like a bad idea in principle, but gold's gold. No good is going to come from messing with that temple though, mark my words."

"Having something bad happen to you dosn't mean you are some fool. Or did some 'fool' get water dumped on himself a few moments ago?"

Himo reaches up and taps his temple with a finger to indicate thought.

"mmmmm havn't thought of it that way did you?"

"Well what do you want for breakfast. The rolls and such are free up in the common room, you want more than that you'll have to pay." Ostler says.

The old man glares and says darkly,"You live long enough and you learn the difference between a hatchling making a foolish decision that will be addressed when they least expect it, and a fool who gets themselves captured." before turning to the innkeeper. Meat. Rare enough it was just scared by the fire. And lots of it."

"Ugh rare meat, Ill go have a roll and some water thanks."

"Bread, some tea and dry meat, please." She says to the innkeeper with a smile.

"When they least expect it? You should hurry then, old man. At your age, you can't afford to be patient." She giggles while she waits for breakfast.

Himo goes to the buffet table upstairs and easily finds rolls and water to feed himself.

Ostler looks at the mad wizard a bit "Rare you say, aren't you worried about worms? No sirree we won't have it rare here, I'll leave it a little pink for you but I'm not having you get worms and blame ole Ostler"

He puts some meat in his skillet to warm. While that's sizzling he gets some jerkey and tea for Seralessa. "That'll be 5 sp each."

He turns over the meat and seems satisfied after about 3 minutes when he plates it and puts it before Milander

The old man raises a bushy eyebrow at Seralessa, but Ostler drops the plate in front of him before he can reply. With a grunt he slaps the 5 silver onto the table as he grabs the meat with his other hand, holding it onto the plate as he rips at it with his teeth, clearly enjoying himself. "Not bad. A bit overcooked but still plump and juicy." he says in between bites, for once genuinely pleased.

Finishing quickly he wipes his face with his sleave and stands up abruptly. "Well, what're we waiting around here for? We got things to do!"

Ailishi and Larmiun come downstairs to join the rest of the crew having arrived later after their meal and slept.

The party is fed, so where hall you go?

The old man, makes his way to the man called "Burne", muttering vaguely about young hot-heads tearing off and getting themselves killed.

Seralessa hits the table as soon as she sees Larmiun and Ailishi walking down the stairs.
"It was time for you to wake up! What did you find with your soldier?"