21st of Sunt, 5018.
Cock-a-Doodle-Doo!
The sound of the rooster crowing woke up Carson, Herrold, and the other musketeers in the tavern, who comfortably lay on their hay beds. They were extremely tired after the journey and wanted to make sure they caught up on some sleep. The boat was not a comfortable place to sleep, as it rocked around from side to side, making them fall off their beds.
They got off the bed and headed straight for a bath. Carson and Herrold made sure to take a cold bath, to wake up every sense of their body in preparation for what was coming ahead. It appears that the others thought the same as well, as they had done the exact same thing.