>>5671620>>5671611>>5671341>>5671277>>5671274>rest The group returns to their hideout unscathed after sabotaging the pottery storage.
While a few crows decide to nap immediately, most choose to visit the pantry. They’ve stored quite a lot of things in it earlier, and they’re not letting it go to waste.
Sira’s bottles of dried butterfly pea flowers turns the jugs of cool water a rich ultramarine blue. A pinch of sugar and cuts of lime turns it into something more refreshing.
The other crows unravels their packets of fruits and chili salt, their selections reminiscent of those street vendors at the market district.
Zeal and Cris brought something more hearty ー deep fried pork rinds and sausages. Although best eaten alongside vegetables, the two didn’t really bring much of those. They brought meat,spices and little else. Even the sausages don’t have sticky rice mixed in, only having minced pork and garlic.
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It has been quite a while.
After helping out Red Winter in Cinderpath all those years ago, they haven’t really met each other much.
Talking to those two apothecaries again reveal how much of their old acquaintances have changed.
『..Yep. That kid finally left it for good. Him and his uncle works at this restaurant in.. uh.. south Clawflash I believe. Their duck noddles were pretty good.』
Most of them have already left the life.
《…she’s doing pretty good, to be honest. Pine is like… almost fifty now and still writing books and cooking...》
Although they sound genuinely happy for them, Sira can tell there’s some sorrow to their tone. With every passing year, fewer of their old allies remain in the life. They do keep in touch, but it’s not the same.
