Steven's Bunk

I dropped my backpack on the floor next to me. I sat down on the bed and absent mindedly translated Greek into Latin and vice versa.

I got bored and left to the arena

I sat on my bunk. I looked angrily at my pen trying to make it do anything... I tried uncapping it, twisting it, adding new ink but nothing would work. I set it down on the bed and scowled at it... I would go look for some books and see if they could in any way help me!

Steven was so tired he didn't even bother putting all of his stuff away. He dropped everything on the floor next to him and he immediately fell asleep, his brain still trying to find out possible answers to how to activate his magical item!

As Steven continued to ponder on how to make his magical pen do anything (other than writing of course) he decided that he would go horse-ride to calm his nerves.