"Anything that'll keep well, I suppose," he says, rather than spinning out some big, fanciful request involving a whole roast pig and fine wines and cheeses. "Perhaps a little more bread. There's game around here that isn't a complete festering horrid mess -- plants, too, but they're harder to come by."
He flicks a finger at the fire, absently: the magical equivalent of nudging a log with his boot to kick the flames a bit higher.
"We can work together on it. Split up tasks, something like that."
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"Anything that'll keep well, I suppose," he says, rather than spinning out some big, fanciful request involving a whole roast pig and fine wines and cheeses. "Perhaps a little more bread. There's game around here that isn't a complete festering horrid mess -- plants, too, but they're harder to come by."
He flicks a finger at the fire, absently: the magical equivalent of nudging a log with his boot to kick the flames a bit higher.
"We can work together on it. Split up tasks, something like that."