[Cyy'cil Spellcore]

Starting to open his eyes, Cyy'cil closed them again against any light drifting into the room. Wanting nothing more than to pull the blankets back up over his head and complain to himself. It wasn't just the long path to Abestat that left this young man so tired. Cyy'cil Spellcore had never been a morning person, and this brightening was no exception. Finally deciding to gather himself, he forced himself off the pillow and upright in the bed. "Time to start our day already?" yawned the new Abestat citizen. Rubbing his eyes, and the hair in his face, it was apparent that Cyy'cil was one who made good use of his sleep.

After finally getting dressed, and gathering his wits he sat down. Tying the weathered boots tightly, Cyy'cil told Lauke "We might as well get out to the market place. I want us to have some time to look around Abestat while we're shopping for that bed." finishing the last knot in his left shoe. After checking to see Lauke was prepared too, Cyy'cil tucked his dagger into his pants, and opened the door