Nijel Bladesong, 44/49hp, AC20
OOC: Having hoped that they would accompany these elder heroes, Nijel had just filled his plate and sat down again. Now, seeing his compatriots leaving or preparing to leave, he sighs, looks wistfully at the meal before him, and rises regretfully. Then, an inspiration strikes Nijel, and he withdraws from his pocket a large handkerchief. He places as much of the bacon and sausage from his plate onto the handkerchief as will fit, and wraps it securely into a bundle to hang on the horn of his saddle.
IC: Giving the aged hero a crisp salute, Nijel says, "I always fully resupply whenever I have the opportunity, Sir, because Hunger is an enemy of armies that is every bit as dire as orcs and ogiers. I thank you for your hospitality and bid you safe and uneventful travels."