Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140704014014/@comment-11457306-20140706020131

Rowan stood over the bowl which sat upon the table and thought. His back was turned to the guards, they could not see what he was doing and probably would not think anything was odd if they did. Surveying the bottles, flasks and bags before him, he chose a small leather bag filled with a fine powder. He sprinkled a pinch lightly over the hot stew, then carefully tied up the bag and set it back in its spot. He stirred the stew and walked over to set it on a small table by Saga's cot. He helped her up and made sure she could eat on her own, warning her to eat it slowly, then returned to his duties.