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Ugh, what I had done the other night had got me into some trouble. I shall explain in detail the events of this morning.
I had woken up, having forgotten what I had done the previous night. There was some booming laughter that was bothering my head. I went to check it out so I can stop it, but I walked in on the mess I left last night... with them still nude in the room. The only thing they had for cloths were the blanket that they were fighting over who would use to cover themselves. What made me particularly guilty was the fact I left Alaric in there.
I smacked myself in the forehead, angered about my self stupidity. It was my responsibility to help them out since it was my fault though so I yelled everyone off. My face still feels red from embarrassment when I apologized to them and returned their cloths. A few words were spat at me before Alaric stated that we were all crazy last night and did nothing intentionally.
I had become popular with most of the crew for those actions, but I felt very guilty. I did not see the group I locked up for most of the day. When the day was coming to an end, I went to go and rest. I feel drained. What happened to my escape from the craziness of the land?
I woke up to a black figure in the dark leaning over me with their hands on either side of my head. I attacked my attacker before they could get me with a punch to the face. They ran out and when I tried to pursue them, they were already gone. I locked the door and blockaded it when I went back to bed. I was only able to go back to sleep with my securely held my sword in my arms.