Gia had a look at her glass, and upon Michael's words to Cayden Cailean, finished off her glass of wine before pouring herself another one. She could hold her liquor well enough to not be shit-faced after a few drinks, and even avoid having a hangover for the most part, but something about white wine and champagne made it feel like she was being stabbed in the forehead the morning after. That's why she stuck with the red stuff.<br/><br/>After that ordeal, the night went on with little to speak of in terms of interesting events. The half-orc did come by to also give Claramond his thanks for the best bowl of stew he'd ever wasted, because he couldn't think of anyone else at the inn who deserved a faceful of it more than Elyan, but that was about it. When their food, drink, and merry-making had ended, the party retired, Claramond and Uwa sharing a room while Gia and Michael shared another. Stripping down to naught but her white cotton shirt, which she left open, Gia clambered into the thick layers of sheets upon her bed, and made a small laugh. "Those two, Clara and Uwa, I swear," she said bemusedly. "It's almost as though they're lovers, not sisters, with how inseparable they are." At that, she went to sleep.<br/><br/>The morning after, Uwa and Claramond were awake at sunrise. Uwa was eating a rather spartan breakfast of two eggs and warm buttered bread, studying her spellbook and deciding what magic to prepare for the day. Claramond, on the other hand, had herself a plate of rashers, eggs, pickled cabbage, and a stem of grapes, all topped off by a glass of mild, pale ale. Her shield and greatsword were over her back, and her katzbalger was hanging off of her belt. Her mouth full of food, she looked up at Gia and Michael as they came down the stairs, Gia having her elaborate crossbow propped on her shoulder and a belt of bolt cases slung over the other. She sat down and ordered a breakfast of her own, that being six raw eggs and a glass of cider. Her order was served understandably quickly, and she immediately popped one of the whole eggs into her mouth, crunching on it noisily. When the party was about half-finished with their meals, Phineas approached the table with a rather somber expression. "I have a bit of bad news," he told them. "The river water seems to be poisonous, and we're not sure why, since just last night it was clean as can be. A horse is dead, and five people are sick, one of them a child. The alchemist thinks it's arsenic, but he's baffled as to why it would be in the water. We're looking for some able bodies and fresh eyes to have a look at it, and hopefully solve what could be making the river so toxic. Would you happen to be interested?"<br/><br/>Claramond slammed her fist on the table, making everyone's plates bounce. "Of course!" she exclaimed. "To ignore a problem of this magnitude would be a damned<i>sin</i>, and I could never live with that weighing on my conscience." Gia gave a nod herself, now chewing on her second egg, and Uwa rolled her eyes. "Whether I want to or not- which I do, of course- I would never let my sister try and take this kind of task on by herself. Count me in."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>