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It was sometime in the afternoon when Volens woke up. His right arm bandaged, and sore from a vicious attack from a creature he never got a good look at. He didn’t sleep well either, something was on his mind. He couldn’t quite put a finger on the series of unknown feelings and thoughts, but he felt it was something important. A pile of food stalled the thoughts, but only for a couple minutes. He didn’t finish his rations, they were too rich for him. The Inn was much calmer now, but he felt something was missing. This was pushed aside with a letter from Zachery: telling him he had the week off to heal. And that he was able to pay him during this time. Volens smiled, but the thought quickly returned.
Volens sighed, slowly the thoughts coalesced. It was the woman from the first night in Nyka, Penn. Her sharp eyes, warm smile, and fierce anger… Volens didn’t know what he was feeling, this was beyond his understanding. Then, he was brought back into reality when he bumped into something. Volens blinked, and stared into the Grey Eyes of Penn.