Brenton Sun Apr 29, 2012 3:43 am
After quite an acrobatic night I wake up surprisingly rested. Willomine's wife however is not moving. The first thought in my head is that I satisfied her to death, but as I look more closely I can see her chest gently moving in the morning light. I wonder briefly if Willomine will find her there, but I lose interest before taking any action. I strut downstairs to find Willomine making breakfast. I take a seat by him and say, "My dear Willomine, in all my travels thus far in my short life, no Inn has ever been more hospitable, welcoming and memorable as your own. If I might, I would take a meal for the road. Now if you were a marvelous seeker of adventure, which is know is a stretch for you to imagine, where would you go to begin the next chapter in your epic?"