The night passed much more peacefully and securely than a night out in a tent. The halfling was able to sleep soundly without fear of a monster or party member allowing itself in uninvited. Even Terrance minded the woman's slumber despite her being mere inches from him.<br/><br/>As the morning came and went, Viloet was allowed to sleep until such time as her body chose to awaken. Though she notably did so alone. The smell of eggs, bacon and biscuits permeated the manor's air.