It’s time for a power nap.

Though taking a short rest typically recharges some of your abilities, right now you decide that you may as well take a bit of a power nap to take off the edge for at least part of the day.

You don’t really have too many places you can choose to sleep on, but your mentor always keeps a mattress on the floor nearby that’s covered in a few blankets so you can sleep in some peace. It’s not the best mattress, but it gets the job done.

You walk over and then sink into the mattress. Considering your exhaustion, you fall asleep quickly.

“You’ve done well, Chosen. Though I must admit I’m surprised by a few of your choices. I would have recommended you head to the Lord in Arms, you were in a unique opportunity to get into his good graces. Still, there may come another time, if it hasn’t been ruined. Perhaps you can speak with him soon to try and see how he feels about it, and to persuade him of your good intentions.”

The disembodied voice pauses for some time.

“Making a deal with the merchant was a wise decision though. You may gain some renown for your skill yet, but that’s something we’ll have to see once the future arrives. I would like to speak with you more, but it seems as though there’s some business you need to attend to. Your task will have to wait, I am still seeing certain matters in the world unfold. I’ll speak to you again, Chosen.”

You are suddenly awoken by a heavy hand on your chest, shaking you awake. It’s your mentor, Rebeca.

“Some guards have come looking for you. They want to chat with you. Should I tell them you’re here?” Rebeca asked. She eyes you up keenly, expecting trouble.

Would you like to chat with the guards? You haven’t done anything wrong, from what you know…

You can decide to flee instead, and figure out what’s going on first.

Make your choice.