From the Ashes... A new king's day?

[Shukuen]

Leets yawned, stretching stiff muscles as he slowly awoke. "Mmgh... did someone sleep on my head?" he grumbled as he pushed himself up, rubbing at an ache within his skull.

[Olvelsper]

"Leets!" Jan snapped awake, having set up a chair near up against a nearby wall to observe the potentially demented youth. Letting out a sigh of relief, he moved his hand from within his vest to lay it against his lap. "How are you feeling?"

[Shukuen]

"Like I went a few rounds with the local bobby." Leets blinked at the group's negotiator. "Did you sleep in that chair?"

[Olvelsper]

"Something like that... someone had to keep watch over you."

[Shukuen]

"Keep watch... why?" Leets blinked owlishly, "I was just recovering my A.P."

[Olvelsper]

"You were going craz...A.P.?"

[Shukuen]

"I was what? Going Crazapy?"

[Olvelsper]

Jan shook his head. "You were acting delusional yesterday. We eventually got you here and you were out like a light ever since."

[Shukuen]

"Oh, you mean how I was after the book," Leets replied, sounding somewhat uncomfortable as the memory came back to him. "That was just a little karma for stealing from the NPC," he said abashedly.

[Olvelsper]

Jan blinked. "NPC?"

[Shukuen]

Leets blinked back. "NPC? What's an NPC?"

[Olvelsper]

"You just mentioned that you stole something from a 'NPC'." Jan responded.

[Shukuen]

"I did not. I said I stole from that babbling priest!"

[Olvelsper]

"Maybe it was divine punishment." Jan mused.

[Shukuen]

"I wouldn't be surprised at this point," muttered Leets, before his irritability faded. "Ah, right, the towers. I suppose I delayed our turn quite a bit with that nap."