>>6016882>>6016921>>6017072>>6017085>>6017361>>6017379Oogh, what’s for sure is that you’re definitely going to eat something before anything around here happens! First though you put away your dart that you’ve been holding on to. It looks like it lost the slime that was adhered to it.
You stash your dart back to your sack. [STASHED 1 QUIVERED DART]
You might as well make good use of those limbs you saw stored. You slither over towards the barrel and take out an arm, hmmm eating it raw won’t cut it for you right now, so… you’ll use the fire from the altar’s brazier! You’re totally sure this, uh, “Peogh” guy won’t mind it, would he really be so petty as to?
You carefully grab the arm by its fleshless bony side and hold it above the fire, slooowly letting it roast, rotating to the less cooked sides every once in a while.
As you do this you feel watched. Like someone disgruntled is staring right at you, you slouch and look around you but see nothing and eventually shrug it off. You focus intensely on the cooking task, since the only thing you’ve ever roasted in your life is some pork, and that being with help. Once one of the sides starts getting a bit extra burnt you decide that’s enough cooking and retract your meal from the fire. Hopefully this tastes good!
