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>You were in need of a hot meal, water and some gods willing some better clothes, anything else could wait until you had that at least and with a sworn man to tend to it, it might even taste good. [Cynic]
While still quite audacious, the deed of reclaiming Crab’s claw has now been tempered a bit by Alyn’s struggle to return under his own power, you have however further mitigated the more serious of his injuries and the lasting impact
‘’Food, Hot & water is what I need’’ you commanded as your stomach gave a low growl & you realized just how starved you were.
Old Harry gave a short nod ‘’If I might suggest m’lord, water is what ye need more than food, the sea saps at a man’s thirst like nothing else and given yer condition, it might be wiser to take a little before water.’’ he offered, you fought for a moment to argue the point but the returning itch of your dry throat proved some of the wisdom in it.
The water proved to be a good suggestion and it was only at Harry’s cautioning that you did not take to instinct and drink greedily to the point of sickness, instead you took to deep draughts from the mug and pitcher he dutifully provided while you watched him dotter about the small kitchen, preparing your meal. He proved himself a capable if unskilled cook providing a humble meal of porridge, sprinkled with berries and toasted bread, any disappointment you might have felt died instantly at the sight and it was only again at Harry’s urging that you slowed your pace so as not to be sick.
It felt like a dream to have your hunger sated and thirst slaked after an eternity and the task seemed to be all that mattered until old Harry placed a linen tunic and worn breeches across the table from you.
‘’These might not be m’lords size but they’ll be close I reckon, pardon the roughspun, it was all we could fit you with given yer state.’’
It was hard to not smile as you changed, the roughspun had only grown more hostile with every moment you had spent with it and it was sweet relief that the linen held no such hostility towards you, though they lacked the quality of your typical attire and were a touch to large for you, still they were a league better than what you had worn.
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