Silvia, like me, is not much of a morning person. Of course, she has a valid excuse for staying up late every night (late hours from working at a tavern) unlike myself.
Just a few pages left before we go on a short break, so thanks for sticking with us and thanks for reading!
- Ike
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Silvia cleans the tavern after close. As she cleans one of the tables, she notices the coin and parchment left by the Smashers. She picks up the coin, examining it.
SILVIA: Lucky, huh?
Morning. The sun rises, it's first rays peeking through the shutters of Silvia's room. Silvia sits up in bed, exhaustion still clear on her face, her hair a mess with bed head.
