Wake Up.

By the time you actually get out of the (surprisingly comfy) inn bed, the sun is already in the sky, by your city boy estimates, around 10am. You're not sure if the sun and what not are the same on this planet.... but you don't put much thought into it beyond that. Hopefully, your little friend's potion was given enough time by now to have an affect. It'd be a shame for all your hard work to go to waste, right. Perhaps he'll let you try out the new equipment.

You leave your small room, and say good-bye to the nice woman that gave you the key to your room in the morning. The inn is a small place, but that's not an issue when you're out all day and only come in to sleep. Besides, the decor is nice enough, and the bed let you have a good rest. Making your way out the door, you can't help but feel a bit of excitment at the prospect of meeting up with- Oh, you. You didn't quite ask his name, did you?