Licina shakes her head at the conversation at the next table, rising to her feet.  '<em>Sooner to bed, sooner to rise</em>'.  She picks her pack up, carrying it to her arranged sleeping area, '<em>And the sooner I'm out of this city and away from monsters and godspawn alike</em>'.  She lets her hair down and disrobes before finding sleep quickly.<br/><br/>She is awoken by the sunlight and shield her eyes from its harsh glare as she blinks the sleep from her vision, stifling a yawn and stretching out 'neath the covers.  After a few moments she rise, rubbing her eyes a final time.  Moving over to the bucket, she cups the water in her hands, splashing it onto her face with a shiver before drying and rinsing.  Drying her face a second time she stands, and begins pulling her clothes on, taking more care than is her norm with her appearance; it is not, after all, often that one delivers a message to a priestess of Athena.  And one cannot be too prepared when dealing with the Gods and their servants.  When she finishes with her attire she takes a few moments for her hair, running her fingers through it to clear any knots before pulling it back into her pony-tail, deftly securing it in place.<br/><br/>Checking one last time that the letter is where she left it, she heads out towards the temple, determined to deliver the message with all due haste.