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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dpdx" data-source="post: 2989263" data-attributes="member: 188">"We have much to do here, As We Look To The Radiant Light that Guides Us, before we even think of continuing on our way, good sir, and those topics can certainly wait until morning. Perhaps we should gather ourselves for a short while before we proceed further?"Fendric takes some rest next to a pile of gear, where Hiritus quickly joins him. Going through his backpack, he finds a small tied cloth satchel: one of his trail rations. Opening it he finds a hardscrabble but sufficient meal. Hiritus does likewise with his rations, and the two eat in silence, punctuated by the occasional stretching of tired and tightened muscles.From time to time Fendric hands bits of his meal to those of the natives still working. During one such offer, Fendric raises his arm to reveal a good-sized wound to Hiritus."Fendric, you're bleeding!""I had not noticed, Hiritus. I will tend to it before I retire for the night.""Well, you heard the man. See if there are a healer's kit and bandages among that gear.""May I have a minute, dear Brother?""Well, Fendric of Sesphar, that depends. If you're going to destroy yourself little by little by working when you should be resting and regaining your damned strength, the answer is NO, your time is up! Otherwise, if you're going to sit there, EAT, and not strain yourself, YES, you may have a minute. Fendric, we've just, all of us, been through the Nine Hells. I nearly died out there. Many people already have, and you're going to have to be on the back of my horse until we can find the next town.So sit down, EAT, REST, and RECOVER."</blockquote>

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