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<blockquote data-quote="taitzu52" data-source="post: 2401006" data-attributes="member: 21465">After his second drink, Sonrik rises slowly, saying, I fear that my evening is growing late.&nbsp; Please, carry on without me.&nbsp; It's always a nearly morning for me.&quot; he says half jokingly.&nbsp; His early morning schedule would probably be obvious to all after a week, perhaps with the exception of Gemble, who usually sleeps through it all.&nbsp; With that, the young man heads up the stairs.&nbsp; Turning back for a moment, he feels a bit like the child who is sent off to bed while the adults drink and tell stories through the night.&nbsp; Though young he may be, he has disciplined himself away from the late nights.&nbsp; As a good worker, soldier, and follower of the Twins, Sonrik rises before the false shadows of dawn crest the mountains.He joins Rak and Sel in their room, figuring on a little more peace when the drinkers finally file upstairs into the adjoining room.&nbsp; He asks Rak about his reading, and chooses a cot for himself, as he takes off his armor.&nbsp; &quot;I was never afforded such opportunities in the way of letters.&quot; he says to Rak, &quot;How is it that you are able to read so late at night?&quot;&nbsp; Sonrik can only assume that anything other than religious text is hard science and knowledge.&nbsp; The concept of bedtime reading is a bit alien to a farm boy like him.Seeing the looks of wear and concern on Rak's face, Sonrik will let him leave the room once more.&nbsp; The young man washes his face and hands, and goes to sleep, his sword close at hand.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="taitzu52, post: 2401006, member: 21465"] After his second drink, Sonrik rises slowly, saying, [color=Teal]I fear that my evening is growing late. Please, carry on without me. It's always a nearly morning for me."[/color] he says half jokingly. His early morning schedule would probably be obvious to all after a week, perhaps with the exception of Gemble, who usually sleeps through it all. With that, the young man heads up the stairs. Turning back for a moment, he feels a bit like the child who is sent off to bed while the adults drink and tell stories through the night. Though young he may be, he has disciplined himself away from the late nights. As a good worker, soldier, and follower of the Twins, Sonrik rises before the false shadows of dawn crest the mountains. He joins Rak and Sel in their room, figuring on a little more peace when the drinkers finally file upstairs into the adjoining room. He asks Rak about his reading, and chooses a cot for himself, as he takes off his armor. [color=Teal]"I was never afforded such opportunities in the way of letters."[/color] he says to Rak, [color=Teal]"How is it that you are able to read so late at night?"[/color] Sonrik can only assume that anything other than religious text is hard science and knowledge. The concept of bedtime reading is a bit alien to a farm boy like him. Seeing the looks of wear and concern on Rak's face, Sonrik will let him leave the room once more. The young man washes his face and hands, and goes to sleep, his sword close at hand. [/QUOTE]

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