"It shouldn't be too far from what I have seen on the map. It's only southeast from Arri. Should we ask around if anyone is willing to ferry us there? Now let's see…" Cymbel checked his coin purse when he stopped in front of an inn. Calculating the potential costs of a single night's stay and hiring a boatman, would he have enough for the latter? He frowned as he thought about it. He had no issue with staying outdoors, as Arri seemed well-guarded that crime would not be an issue. "On second thought, I could spend the night out here." If the rooms were as costly as their rosewater, he would rather save the luxury for another time. "Forgive me for my rudeness, but it suppose it wouldn't be too difficult for you to travel across the water? You do have wings, after all."

"we could ask about." she said as he looked threw his pouch. Than he said he would sleep outside. she almost smiled. he was low on coins and she knew it. "Come, I'll get us a room" she than walked into the inn and laid a bag of coins on the table and asked for a room. the woman behind the counter grabbed a key and gave it to her as she took the coins. She started climbing the stairs as she answered he's other question statemint thing.

"It would be easy to fly or swim yes but going across that aria can be dangerous if i was spotted in that form. Way to many people come and go threw there." she said walking up the stars. and down the hall to the room with the symbol that matched the keys symbols and walked in. one bathroom and two beds was all there was but it was ok. 

He looked down embarrassed when Vinsue went ahead and paid for lodgings for them. He was borrowing on her good graces again. He felt a twinge of guilt, having wanted to be more self-sufficient. One couldn't always expect another to offer their help at every opportunity. He made up his mind to return the favors when he had the chance, and put his feelings at ease. Once they were at the room assigned to the key, he nodded his head in understanding. "I see, indeed it would cause quite a stir if they spotted a dragon. And it would be more difficult to do so under the cover of night." 

Entering the room, he waited for her to choose which of the beds she wanted. He had never shared a room with anyone before. Being alone was something he had gotten used to ever since he was young. Cymbel thought about ending his glamour spell, but instead chose to renew it's effects. In case someone came in, he didn't want to be seen in his true face. It was like how people slept in nightgowns instead of in the nude. He was very self-conscious about being seen, and having a disguise made him feel better. He wasn't tired, as staying up past midnight was a common occurrence for him. Unlike others, he did not require as much sleep unless he was wounded, or exhausted. He took off his boots and set them beside the door, leaving his feet bare. The floor was clean, but cool and it felt good to walk about like this every now and then.

"If you'd like to use the bathroom, there is no need to wait for me." Patience was a virtue he had learned early on in life, and one he was the best at. 

once he mentioned a dragon she looked down the hall. anyone listening in would understand what they were talking about and that was the last thing they needed. Satisfied that none was in the hall she went in the room and removed her boots. and went to the bed beside far wall and sat down. "you can go i do not need to." She said and took the sheet off the bed and started hanging it on the wall with a set of pins she had found. 

She did this only because she knew when she slept in human form she would wake up panicked and did not want to take a chance on hurting her friend. She than climbed into the bed. She quickly fell asleep. Her kind slept a lot naturally but the switching spell had taken a lot out of her. 

Seeing that he wasn't getting in her way, he gave a polite nod before entering the bathroom. He hadn't perspired much since they came to Sularia, but he did need to at least wash his face. He checked the strength of his illusion, then splashed cold water onto his face. Drying himself with a towel, he checked his belongings once more before claiming the bed closest to the door. He laid down on top of the sheets and folded his hands, staring at the ceiling but still wide awake. He still wasn't tired, and the excitement from the day kept his eyes open. 

Tomorrow…he would begin his journey to the island of the four seasons. The sheer thought of what he might discover made it even harder to stay still, and he rolled over to the side facing the door of the room. His thoughts wandered with his companion fast asleep. He wondered what kind of person Vinsue was like. They both had never asked each other about their pasts, out of courtesy but eventually it would come to a point where it would be brought up. What would he say then? How much should he reveal? How would he react when she told him her story? From what he had seen of her actions, she likely would not be very surprised if he told her he was a lord from Feeorin. She had been very understanding when he admitted his wrongdoings to her, and she likely wouldn't be upset if she learned he had given her a false name too. Most people didn't act like that.

She was a dragon, and had at least a century's worth of time behind her. How did a dragon come to frequent the cities of people? From what he knew of dragons, he had expected for her to have a cave high up on the summit of a mountain overlooking a city, or one that was out in the remote wilderness. She must be very familiar with living in a city if she felt so comfortable in them, and wanted to know why. Dragons normally preferred solitary places, at least that's what he thought. Maybe he would ask her later, tomorrow. For now, it was approaching midnight and he dimmed the lantern in the room to make it easier for Vinsue to sleep.

that morning came to quickly for her and she sat up half in dream and looked around. nothing that would be a problem was in the room as the past events came to mind. she was safe and with that she relaxed. she looked out the window to see the sky was still gray but not as dark as it was at night. she got up and stretched. it sounded as if every joint in her body popped and she let out a yawn and went to the bathroom.

once she relieved herself she went to the sink and looked at her reflexion. her hair was a mess but besides that she looked ok. she washed her face and fixed her hair before returning to the room. she took the sheet down and put it on her bed before sitting back on the bed. "Good morning" she said once she noticed he was awake.

"…Oh, is it morning already? Did you sleep well?" Cymbel was still lying on top of his sheets, fully clothed. He had spent the whole night thinking and was surprised how quickly the hours had flew by. Sitting up, his hair was a bit tousled from tossing and turning. "I couldn't sleep knowing today we would be setting off for the island." Leaving the bed he retrieved his boots and cleaned the dirt off of them, something he should have done earlier. Putting them on, he pulled out a comb and smoothed his hair as to not have it resemble a bird's nest. "The sky's nice and overcast today. I wonder if it will rain later?"

"yea I slept well. I had an interesting dream. a lightning bug lead me into a volcano. Inside it showed me the remains of a mighty dragon. It felt so weird as if it was actually happening." she said then returned her gaze to the window. The fact that the excitement kept her friend from sleeping was no surprise to her. "Yea, it feels like rain is coming. the farmers will like that." she said. She felt a bit strange almost like when she is called yet it felt different. 

she than got up and put on her boots. The smell of bacon filled her senses as she got close to the door. causing her mouth to water. She licked her lips. "Smells like breakfast is ready what do you say about grabbing a bite before we hit the road." she said than walked out the door, down the hall and than down the stars. She followed her nose to an aria with tables. The woman that met them last night motioned for her to take a seat than disappeared into what must have been the kition. 

"Sounds like an interesting dream." Cymbel felt it was a bit ominous, seeing his friend was a dragon herself. Hopefully that wouldn't mean anything. He couldn't help but grin when he saw her reaction to the smell of bacon. It wouldn't hurt to stock up on provisions before setting out across the water. He wasn't very hungry himself, and he had the remnants of the sweets from Endapano still stashed away in his bag. Following Vinsue he took a seat at the table where she was and waited. Now, was there anything else he might have forgotten to purchase? This would be his last chance before sailing for Horae Island.

"Yea it was strange." she sad about the dream and sat down. the woman brought out two plates piled high with scrambled eggs and grits. though there was only 2 pieces of bacon in each plate. once the lady left Vinsue eat one piece of bacon than grabbed the fork and started eating the eggs. It was delicious and quite satisfying. once she had eaten the eggs and grits she sat back and eat the bacon. 

She was happy and full but the feeling was still their. She did not have time to search for some roge Idiom that had chosen to call her but she knew that it was not the rain that made her feel so weird. she knew the call would be defining by sundown but she wanted to see the island and ignored it. "So ready to go?"