Delin had awoken from his deep slumber to the sensation of his stomach growling. He knew what he must do.
"Alright, this place is stocked with some goodies. Maybe I can make myself something tasty to satisfy this beast." he whispered to himself, rubbing his stomach. He sneaks his way out of his room and down the stairs to the kitchen, in hopes to find something good to eat. A midnight snack ain't hurt nobody.