Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140119184840/@comment-11457306-20140127020624

The farmers next to the Inn were not adverse to making a little extra coin and Strogg was able to turn the horses over to them. They even unharnessed the team and rubbed them down. He hurried back to the Inn and ordered food enough for both of them, although he did not expect her to rouse soon. He wished with all his heart that Torene was well enough to check Anwen's head herself. Still, Anwen had the wolf blood and perhaps that would be enough. He returned to the room, shutting a barring the door and after setting the food down on the table went to make sure she was comfortable, removing her boots and removing her pauldrons and chest plates.

He dug a health potion out of his pack and managed to get some of it down her. She stirred and grimaced while he was administering to her and his heart was much lightened. She subsided again, though. He went back to the food and ate, his eyes never leaving her, but she did not move again. Finally he removed his own armor and climbed in bed beside her and stretched out. Sleep was a long time coming.