A new morning dawned in Sanctuary. Ed was at his home enjoying the morning breeze.
Lately Ed had quite a few things to think about but having previously come upon the realization that he was rushing things he was now taking it easy. Having delegated some tasks to Dakgu he was now more at ease with the thought of suddenly being whisked away.
"Are you enjoying your drink?" Sharog, who was also rooming with him, asked.
"It's novel" Ed said, still savoring the after taste of the Orc Blood fruit juice she heated up for him. That was right, heated. As there wasn't much produce in Sanctuary, innovation was taking a strange turn.
'I can't remember too clearly but this isn't quite right…' Drinking warm juice in the morning somehow felt criminal and made him yearn for something else but he couldn't quite recall what exactly.
