Yawning and slowly getting out of my lovely and comfortable cot, blinking about in my room in my tent and stretching a little. Sitting there nude for a bit before rummaging about in my bag for a fresh new pair of clothes. Humming to myself and getting dressed, before kneeling down and praying for an hour before morning actually starts.<br/><br/>When that finishes up, I cast a quick endure elements on myself, so that I don't feel the oppressive heat and humidity of the island. The previous days enchantments should have had worn off for the rest of my group, so the heat and wetness should be seeping in soon enough. In any case, I make my way to the living room and ponder about making myself some tea and waiting for one of the menfolk to wake up. All so that I can do this:<br/><br/><strong>"Could you be a good boy and get breakfast ready? That would be oh so lovely!"</strong>All the while sitting there and waiting for my pot to boil over.