<strong>Point Respite: Magna Sophia chapter house<br/>The end of the first day and the second morning</strong><br/><br/>As the rosy hues of sunset turned quickly to dark of night, a strange quiet fell over the lonely human city. It collapsed under the slightest scrutiny: other voices could be heard from distant pubs and the mutterings of passing patrols, but in moments of distraction or carelessness, the rest of the world disappeared into inky silence. Thankfully, the chapter house, itself, remained fairly active and lively until very late in the evening, warding away the irrational feeling of isolation that the dark and quiet brought. No doubt the Sisters had noticed the oddities of the island shortly after arriving, and so continuously guarded against it. Unless specifically asked, however, none of them mentioned it, as though the topic was taboo for some reason.<br/><br/>However, for anyone who found themselves awake extremely late in the night or into the wee hours of the morning, even this small comfort disappeared. The world progressively shrank until nothing else existed but themselves and whatever few objects they might be able to fit into a circle of candlelight.<br/><br/>Sleepers, by contrasted, fared much better. Nothing could distract them from their rest, and the sleep that came was deep, dreamless and restful.<br/><br/>As the first hints of sunlight crested the horizon, the world returned to its natural states. Birds twittered in the distance and the noises of the city began to drift back and forth as the new day began. Any who had suffered through the maddening loneliness of the night found any lingering discomfort or despair evaporate like dew in the sun. If anything, the experience felt indistinct, almost dreamlike, as though they might have drifted off some time during their vigil. Even mentioning it seemed silly. Who was afraid of the dark, anyway?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dra Sirdu Nights</div><div class="spoiler_body">As nothing significant enough happens in this particular instance, I won't explore the mechanical effects of the Dra Sirdu night just yet. Suffice it to say that, as I have fairly transparently implied, there is something seriously up here.<br/><br/>Speaking about the experience of staying up, however, is a oddly challenging. It's not <em>that</em> challenging: Fair (+2). After that, everyone can discuss it openly. A success with style (+5) will give an inkling that it isn't natural reluctance</div></div>