Group of Bandits, Men?

I woke up early in the morning, through the wooden and glass windows I could still see the darkness of the night between the window curtains, but my biological clock told me that it was about to dawn.

 

I got up with a little discomfort, and looked to the side to see Destan still asleep.

 

Last night we stayed in the village chief's mansion, although it is already considered a luxury room, the truth is that the bed is just a wooden drawer with sheepskins and wool. The bed is of a single size, hard and with a pillow of rag offal.

 

But I can't complain, I can only stretch my muscles by moving my limbs, neck and squeezing my back and legs.

 

My movements caused my roommate to wake up.

 

"Good morning, Destan! I woke you up"

 

"Goo.. good morning Vremya-san"