A loud yawn echoed trough the streets as a slouched over mage clumsily, floated down the dark streets of Haregon town. People would probably give him weird looks but there were no looks to give, the streets in the lower dock area of hargeon were all completely cleared. And it was understandable, three AM isn't any time to be awake on a monday. Except if you're Ganch that is.
Ganch hated sleep. He really did, as a person who belived strongly in getting the most out of his life he found the idea of spending a third of it passed out on a matress to be completely insane.
But as much as he tried to cut back on sleep, he was only human, and right now he hadn't slept for more than an entire day and he wanted too.. no needed too.. find somewhere to sleep now, sleep had him beat.
Ganch hated sleep. He really did, as a person who belived strongly in getting the most out of his life he found the idea of spending a third of it passed out on a matress to be completely insane.
But as much as he tried to cut back on sleep, he was only human, and right now he hadn't slept for more than an entire day and he wanted too.. no needed too.. find somewhere to sleep now, sleep had him beat.