{Third Case, First Observation} .......
[Since Ichabod was sleeping in the entry hall, he woke up to water on his feet, licking waves on bare skin. Gunpowder was gone and the sun was on his face. His eyes flutter open and was nearly blinded. The sound of waves and the smell of sea water played on his senses. Then it dawned on him.
He woke up with a start and looks around to see that his chest is bare and the scars he hid are now visible. He's wearing noting more than a pair of tacky swimming trunks and moves quickly out of sand to get to a less public view.]
AHHH! Where are my clothes!?!
[He comes across several tents, all looking the same and runs into the first one he sees.]
((Feel free to assume that he's in your character's tent.))
He woke up with a start and looks around to see that his chest is bare and the scars he hid are now visible. He's wearing noting more than a pair of tacky swimming trunks and moves quickly out of sand to get to a less public view.]
AHHH! Where are my clothes!?!
[He comes across several tents, all looking the same and runs into the first one he sees.]
((Feel free to assume that he's in your character's tent.))