The oread smiles, and tilts her head up to kiss both of your eyelids.<br/><br/>"Rest, and dream. It was a delightful dance, and a tribute I shall treasure." The woman nuzzles against your chest, and wraps both of her arms around your waist. "May you have sweet dreams, Valen the traveler."<br/><br/>From there, the night quickly fades into black...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Doing a time-skip to morning.</div></div><br/>You wake to the caress of a naked sun-beam across your face, pleasant and... very, very unlikely inside of a tent. When your eyes finally open, you find yourself laying in your own bed-roll on the side of the road, with no sign of fire pit or wagons from the night before. It's just you, your horse... and a little bundle at your side. Inside the bundle is two stones and a heavy, wide-lipped water-skin that is pleasantly warm to the touch. At a glance, the stones are completely devoid of any marking... but when you open the water-skin, you're treated to a delicious, savory smell- roasted hare and salted beef.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Otherworldly NPCs... always making things complicated. But, you did get a magic item out of it. <br/><br/>For giving the troupe a day's worth of rations, you were given a water-skin with five days worth of a very nourishing stew. The water-skin has been blessed, so that it can't be ripped, won't spill, won't spoil, and will never cool until you've eaten all the stew inside of it. </div></div>