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Message: <blockquote data-quote="MummyKitty" data-source="post: 2647180" data-attributes="member: 36179">Titus CreperiusTitus listens to old Magd's diagnosis and can't help chuckling to himself. "Ah good old Magd.  Of course, I'll rush off and find your egg and piss right away," he says, making only a half-hearted attempt to hide his sarcastic tone.  Titus wasn't irritated with Magd, he was more upset with the planning for this expedition.  If she was the only healer they had, the convent could be in trouble if there were further attacks. Not that he doubted the old folk remedies could be effective, but how in the name of Hermes would anyone collect fox's urine?  Just ask the creature to piss in a flagon? And what bird laid eggs in the winter?He had better things to do.  Perhaps he'd find a grog to try to gather an egg and trap a fox, but he couldn't spare a person now and he certainly didn't want anyone going into the woods this night.  There were things to unpack and the site still needed to be properly scouted.  Most of all he needed his books.  They would have the answer to what the stag's message meant.He stood and looked around. Grogs moved about unloading and setting up the camp. That was good."You there!" he called to a passing grog carrying some farming implements. "What's your name?""I'm Mattihus, master magus," he replied meekly.  "The gardener.""Well, you won't have much gardening to do in the snow.  Find a couple of lads and move this woman into one of the less ruined of the shacks there.""Oh, yes sir," he replied as he hurried off.Titus shivered in the cold.  "If you'll excuse me, I must assist with the unloading and organizing.  Magd, please keep watch on our guest, the men will be here soon to move her to a drier and warmer place."  He left to find his chest of clothes.  His other cloak was in there, and he needed it to keep out the rapidly chilling twilight air.</blockquote>

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