"My thanks", the Dragonborn responds as he downs the wine in one. He cools his stew such that it is the consistency of melted slush before noisily devouring it. He then settles into a corner of the room, his bow across his lap seemingly ready to spring into action if needed. He closes his eyes and begins snoring rather loudly.

Cora delivers the stew to your rooms with a smile and leaves you all alone for the night.

Keth, you may make a Medicine check to see if you have heard anything about frostbite affecting the mental attitude of people.

As for the rest of you, you enjoy the best night's sleep you've had since first stepping foot in the Dale.
The night passes in the blink of an eye, though as usual, you find it quite hard to get up and out of bed in the morning.
Even indoors, the cold shocks you as you leave your beds though you quickly adjust. Most of you are still not quite used to waking up to the sight of darkness, as the never-rising sun still hides from the sky.

Currently, it is around 8am, the twilight aurora yet to provide the four hours of light to the sky. You get your belongings together before you are soon interrupted by a knock on one of the doors and Cora's voice from outside.
"Good morning dears, I've got breakfast downstairs if you'd like... I'll be down there waiting"
You hear the hurried pass of footsteps as she heads downstairs.

When he wakes up Balnan feels the cold for a moment before he lights a small flame that he then expands to try and warm the room a little.
He does this for a few minutes, extinguishes the flame and then leaves the room and heads downstairs.

"Do you think they have eggs out here Rildayne? I'm not sure I could stomach more of that fish stew, even as good as it was to eat a hot meal.

This dragonborn sure can snore, can't he? It causes quite a draft...

Rise and shine, Zendrick!"

After wrapping up a bit against the chill, Luna will also head for the stairs.

Did you sleep good Luna? Probably not, I could hear the Dragonborn snore through the wall. Yet at the same time it wasn't as cold as outside.

Oh, I could have slept through a battle last night, as long as I had some warmth and a comfy bed! And I've become somewhat used to Zendrick's noises.

Come Balnan, let's see what breakfast awaits us. A plate of fish I'll wager...

Probably fish, yes. that's why I have this

Balnan produces a small bundle of hard tack from his coat pocket.

Zendrik grunts as he cracks an eye open. He wipes his face with his sleeve. Over the night dew from the warm room has clung to his scales. He responds with some that only vaguely resembles words as he follows the group downstairs.

Eventually, the group of you wake up and make your way downstairs to meet Cora.
The smell of more fish-stew immediately greets your nostrils though is quickly interrupted by Cora's voice.
"Rise and shine you lot. I hope y'all slept well!" She places the bowls of fish stew down on the coffee table by the fire in the entrance room of the Inn.
"I'm sorry it's fish again... I'd really change that if I could. Enjoy it though, this one's on the house... for being such polite guests"

Cora gives you a nod and a smile, and then heads back over by the counter and begins to fill out some paperwork.

"Oh, we understand. And we are very grateful. Times must be tough out here, so I'd rather pay you fairly for what's given.

Is your son feeling any better this morning?"

Luna places a silver piece on the bar before sitting down to eat.

"Fish is more than enough for me," Keth grunts sitting down. 

Medicine check 6

(sorry I totally missed your update a few days ago) 

Upon hearing Luna ask about Cora's son, Keth looks over excitedly. "Yes, yes. Any better? Or worse?" You all swear that Keth sounds more excited about the worse option. 

"Please do not apologize, your fish stew is wonderful." Rildayne compliments Cora. "You are a great cook!"

As both Luna and Keth asked her question before she could, she waits for Cora to respond.

Balnan takes a small portion of stew. he planned on eating his hard tack but wont do that in the presence of cora, not to insult her in some way.

My friends are right. I wish i liked fish more, because for what it is, this stew surely is great.

Still not entirely awake, the dragonborn grunts what might be an agreement as he devours his helping of stew.