Brother Vernasus wanders into the dining hall donned in clean brown rags. His skin has begun to return to it's normal hue, having eased it with the balm moments before. He reminds himself to thank Devlin for such fast acting medicinal remedies.<br/><br/>He sits himself down at an empty table, before quickly noticing the severe lack of mead.<br/><br/>"This will not do..." He mumbles quietly to himself, before making his way into the kitchen.