Nova would nod in response to Velda sharing her concern for Gert. "We will." She'd agree before adding. "Do you mind watching over his belongings with you in the room?" She would hand the items off to the warrior as she returns to the room.

The druid wouldn't be too sure if she should listen for whether Fionn had a visitor in the room with him, or if it was just a dream. Ether way, it didn't sound as if he was suffering so she would leave him to get his rest.

Nova would eventually fall asleep.

Making your way back to your respective rooms you each, eventually, find sleep. Except for Fionn who was already asleep and Nova who winds up falling asleep in the hallway after a hour or so of restless pacing.

Thankfully, nothing further disturbs your sleep this evening and you wake (or stop meditating) shortly after sunrise.

The morning is yours to do with as you wish.

Fionn gets up and looks curiously at Nova in the hall

"Did i miss something?

Cadence, looking fully rested, and like she's been up for a couple hours wanders into the hall at Fionn's voice, and looks down at Nova.  She makes a "shhh" whisper motion, then whispers, "Last night Gert was taken and murdered by the thugs. They didn't do it because they wanted hugs. It was a warning, and they said if we didn't leave we'd be doing more mourning. Buuutt...I'm pretty sure we're just goin to go fight them anyway. Wanna come? It'll probably be a good fray!" 

"Sure ill come,  are we sure he was murdered?, is there a body??

"Well his body was taken, when the evil doers did their break in...but the note says he's dead. Though that's just what they said. Hopefully we find him alive, when we go invade their hive." 

Cadence looks full of vigor this morning, fed, immaculately clean, and ...as distracted as ever as she closely examines a spiderweb in the corner of the hallway. 

"We should go soon. And with luck rescue our friend before noon."

"Should we wake our friend then?   looking down at Nove

Cadence shrugs and bends down. She touches Nova on the cheek gently, "Nova Awaken. I think I smell bacon."

As you all wake up, you notice that Gert's things are neatly bundled up and under Cadence's bed, but Velda is nowhere to be seen. All her belongings are still here, but the weapons and armor, as well as the half orc are gone.

After getting her six hours, Velda is going to use the early hours to approach the redbrand hideout and observe it for two hours, before getting back to the inn for breakfast.

Cadence listens for the sound of battle for a moment.  Then shrugs and heads downstairs with the others for breakfast. 

As does Fionn

Nova would snort awake. "Bacon!?" Her nose would start sniffing before her eyes could even unglue from sleep.

The druid would pop up in a start as she'd hear Cadence and Fionn walk away. Her ears would drop as she'd rub the sleep out of her eyes. "Wait don't leave me behind!" She was about to chase after them when her nose would pick up an absent of scent, stopping her in her tracks. Nova's ears would drop slightly. Velda was gone now too. Noticing her supplies, she'd try not to panic, trusting the warrior didn't just abandon them. Did she? Nova was concerned and slightly upset. The half elf would cross her arms, grumbling under her breath. It took everything for her not to scoop everything up and stumble down the stairs with it to go looking for her missing friends.

With a sigh, Nova would pad her way down the stairs to catch up with Fionn and Cadence. Please let the bacon be true at least...

Fionn turns back...we shall make sure there is bacon

Does Velda need to roll anything for her observation?

Nova would follow expectantly behind Fionn after he made his promise.

As the three of you make your way to the common room, your nostrils are indeed filled with the smell of bacon. It becoming more present the closer you get. 

Excited to see the three of you, especially after the excitement last night, Toblen says, “What can I do for yas this morning?”

breakfast for three if you please, with extra bacon for the ladies

“Coming right up!” 

He heads off to fetch your order. The room is mostly empty with only a couple tables currently occupied. 

Nova's eyes go as wide as saucers in disbelief at Fionn's generosity. She'd feel her mouth begin to salivate. "Really?" She'd ask in disbelief. Her very own bacon? Her eyes would study Fionn. "Are you trying to turn me into a pig next!?" The druid would let out a suspicious gasp. She'd lean in to start sniffing Fionn suspiciously. It was him wasn't it? Nova would then look around to see if there was another one of him hiding somewhere again before looking back at him. Then she'd remember Fionn's severe injuries and begin inspecting him closely, lifting up his arms one by one, feeling his forehead and poking at him to see if he was real and in fact healed. "How are you feeling?" That question was softer and more genuine.

Feeling much better thank you for asking.   What were you looking for?  And darlin i dont have the skill to turn you into anything. He laughs