Dawn comes, and the night burns away; old wounds heal, and new ones fester. Those of you who slept have vivid dreams or in Autumn's case, nightmares.
Autumn, you wake up in a cold sweat, having dreamed of a place without stars. Mike knocks on your door, having heard your screams. Your Soul is Unbalanced.
Laegon, you wake up with bird poop on your forehead, and after a moment you vomit. You see the crier spreading the day's news, and when you hear his voice, you realize you have a killer headache. You are Hungover.
Chiyo, your ankle has begun to heal, but it still throbs with pain if you put weight on it. You have a Limp
Joshua, you eventually fell asleep and dreamed of gold in the south.
Noralt, you fell asleep in the tavern's main room, woken up by the sun through the tavern's windows. (Sorry for all the pings)
The person wanders around the town all night, never resting; by the time morning comes, you're very tired. You are Exhausted.
Grump remains dead.
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