Ral makes a face, "You're all so rude!" Virgil goes to tickle her and she squeals, "Don't you dare!" before teleporting to the other side of the room.
Virgil chuckles and holds his hands up in defeat. "Okay, okay, that's enough. No more tickles." he promises.
Virgil hands his hot chocolate over and Ral eagerly takes it. "Do you guys want to poke around this town soon for any poacher activity, or do we need some rest?" he asks everyone.
Two falls into One's lap, asleep in seconds. One slumps against Virgil to sleep. "Night, guys." Virgil says. "Night, guys." One echoes.
A few hours into the night, Virgil sees a group of people in cloaks passing by the window. He debates chasing after them, but decides that the group needs sleep. They'll find out who those people are in the morning.
"Something weird happened last night." Virgil tells them over breakfast, "This group of about five people walked down the street, all wearing black cloaks so I couldn't see their faces. I don't know who they were, but they looked pretty darn suspicious."