[Morning, Lough Caillte]
After an evening of council, getting to know your new sodales, and sleeping off the local ale (dark and stout - will be called "liquid bread" by some in the present day) or wine, morning actually comes pleasantly. It is somewhat chill, given that it is just barely spring, but the sun is warm, the day looks to be a fine one, and the smell of freshly baked bread wafts up from the hamlet outside the gate.
Breakfast is had at the feast hall, and consists of the ubiquitous stew, along with fresh bread and cheese, some winter fruit, and the local cider. It is soon discovered that Diedre isn't a morning person; she speaks in naught but grunts and monosyllables for nearly the entire meal. It isn't until after her third mug of aromatic (and somewhat bitter) herb tea that she becomes more human.
Rhiannon appears on the scene late, and only indulges in a bit of cider and fruit. "Belle fixed breakfast in the cot," she explains, "out of the last of our travelling supplies." She is still somewhat sleepy, since her native accent can be heard in her latin. "So what does the day hold for us?"
"Seireadan, Mab, and I are going into Glendower's lab." says Diedre, after her next mug of tea. "Even if he is Trianomae, he is still a Bonisagus, and gets first crack at it, whether he wants it or no... After that, Feel free to wander around and look into things. Your rings will allow you to pass the guards at the library, if you wish. Daffys might be a bit busy, and a bit twitchy, so don't expect too much help from our scribe."
"I did say I would introduce you to Mab's custos, but none appear to have come to breakfast. Mab usually eats at her lab, and they are probably with her. This year's lot are Nell, Kell, Carhl and Carhi. Mab will be sure to bring them around soon enough, I s'pose."