The common room was nice and quiet for a while, all the patrons had vacated while the innkeeper kept an eye on the strange man in black. Vincent slept peacefully for a while, his mind not wandering all too far away from the room until the sun peaked over the hills. Sounds and smells awoke vincent, including the creaking of guests stirring upstairs. The front door of the inn opened and closed shortly, two people entering the common room of the inn, further disturbing the mage's rest. Vincent could feel the life returning to the inn, the powerful sun raising outside. The mage stirred a little, his eye opening a little to observe his surroundings before he adjusted his stave, propping it against his shoulder as he lifted his hand to move the hair from his eyes. He figured these others had seen stranger things than a cursed mage, he would raise his hood when they left however.<br/><br/>The speed at which life had returned to the place rivaled the forest, the people waking up and getting ready for their lives.<br/><br/>From outside vincent could hear a blacksmith getting to work, a smoky scent filling the air as people lit their fires to cook breakfast. Vincent moved when lucretia entered the room, not bothering to raise his hood as he directed his attention to the newly arrived Sal and a new person. Vincent scanned over them. his eyes narrowing when he noted the state of dress of the newcomer, a cleric. Vincent never trusted the minions of the churches, then again, he had been ordered to do this by a goddess, so he wasn't suprised, some of the gods were so cliche.<br/><br/>Vincent corrected his cloak before he stood up, stretching out his body, after his travel during the last night he had been tired, after traveling such a distance in such a short time was no small feat though now he had regained much of his energy. Rising to his feet Vincent directed his attention to Lucrecia, the warrior had poured the contents of a pouch into a cup of steaming water to act as a painkiller, for a moment the warlock blinked, that herb was fairly uncommon around here. Vincent shook the thought from his mind and approached the group. The warlock did not speak, instead offering a look over to Lucrecia, then Salazaar, finally he looked upon the priest<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#000000">"So our little group grows..."</span>He spoke finally, turning to Sal and offering a small smile<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#000000">"Is that all, or are there more chosen?" </span>Vincent had felt another, but he assumed that was this new addition.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#000000">"What do we do next?" </span>The warrior had accepted the payment that the older male had offered to accompany them, and Vincent assumed the cleric was along for the ride as well, he couldn't help but wonder if there would be others, other champions of the gods.