Panavor goes whisper in Daeron ear:

Daeron merely shrugs.

(This question is being asked only if Daeron can hear Baxthon's mumblings.)

"Hmm? You seem to be talking about some curious things, friend. Care to explain them?"

When Daeron talk to Baxthon, he looks up at you startled. "Curious things.. Friends?.. Explain.. But how?.." Then he shakes his head. "I dont know.. to soon to say.."
And this is when he gets up from his seat with a jolt. "Rooms!" And leaves the table, as described before.

Esfira cut her meal in half, looking to Savan. "Here, to repay your earlier kindness." She had found her appitite fleeting briefly at the strangeness of the dwarf. Was he troubled, or had the trauma of undead negatively touch his mind?

"I don't wish to face those creatures on the beach again," she said with her brows knit together in concern. "But I also do not wish this Champion to die alone. I hope he escapes, and that the undead won't give chase to him like they had with us when we fled inland."

"Thank you, Esfira" finally beginning to trust and enjoy the company of his day old companions, he allows her name to roll off his tongue. "If he's been down there fighting the undead since we sent him that way, he's been down there for a long time." he sighs and continues "perhaps we really should head down to help. He's got to be getting tired."

"As much as I'd hate to be the bearer of bad news, he's probably dead if he's been alone out there for very long. And I doubt that we'd be much help now that we've exhausted ourselves from our earlier action. And I think that I might join our Dwarven companion upstairs. He's a rather curious fellow."

"Um, goldy -guardian- was still alive not to long ago. Was fighting with him for a while. That's were I was punching them zombies." Fang scratches the back of his head as he seems to ponder something. "....if you want to rest, that's fine, but I'm worried for goldy, he seems like a good guy."

"How long has it been since you left him at the beach?"

"A few minutes, me and Bax just came from there."

"We can try it, but it seems that Esfira has burned through what ever divine power she has today, so she won't be able to provide healing."

Are you all going to sleep, or staying to talk more.

Daeron wants to go to sleep, but if Esfira, Savan, and Panavor want to go help the other two get the guardian, he'll go back down.

Esfira will rest. She doesn't see herself of enough use to save anyone.

Ok, so since two of Daeron's original companions are going to sleep, he will too. 

Fang, not hurt in the slightest, thanks to the Guardian's healing, watches everyone else walk up to their rooms and sighs. Unsure what to do. He wanted to help Goldy, he was nice, but he saw that he wasn't able to do much alone.....With a huff, he marches out and mummers, "Not fighting, just helping, not fighting, just helping."

In your respective rooms, you easily fall asleep (unless you want to do something else). You wake up feeling amazing, being fully rested for the first time that you remember. The smell of breakfast is everywhere and you start to hear people talking downstairs.

Daeron's sleep is deep and dreamless. Nothing. I was hoping that with a night's rest I might be able to recall something about myself or meditate on the nature of my powers, but nothing. I suppose that I should get at it, today looks like it'll be a busy day. And with that, Daeron goes to get breakfast, hoping that Esfira didn't beat him to it and eat everything.

Fang ended up falling asleep in a tree outside the inn, having spent every free second yesterday looking for something to help deal with zombies, he eventually gave up and climb up a tree. However, as the smell of cooking food reached up to him, his eyes shot open as he looked down towards the open window. Scampering down, he runs over and enters the inn for a good meal, but also snatches a few good looking apples from a nearby tree.

Panavor isnt morning person. Upon hearing the noise he grumbles bit and turn around in his bed. Half hour later unable to fall asleep again het get up and goes down for some food.

While eating he tries to eardrop on other people wondering if they talking about the zombies and the guard.

Perveption 13

When you enter the bar, you will see Baxthon, sitting at the same seat he used yesterday. He looks way more cheerful this morning.
When he first entered and ordered his breakfast, he would be asking about the guardian situation, and then walk to his seat, waiting for Fang and the elves.