Nameless had dozed after the refreshing of Glacial's daily summon, and recharging his magical energies. By the time the others were up, he was ready to leave, eating only a small amount of food. Flitz stole all the dried fruit, and then complained bitterly about the funny, dried taste, only stopping when Nameless dunked him in a bucket of water.<br/><br/>He was already in the saddle, and stretched. "Oh, joy. Fortresses. Are we placing bets on how much of the fortress has already been subverted by the succubi? I got gold on half."<br/><br/>Flitz chimed in with his bet. *Leaders only.*