Mellonin dashed into the inn and went back into the kitchen. She put her basket, bag, and backpack on a table, carefully emptied them, and divided the foods into equal groups of five, muttering "Raisins. Dried meat. Hard cheese. Cram. Tea." She glanced at the grey-clad staffer who stood beside her, and he nodded approvingly.
Now for apples, nuts, dried peaches and pears, and (she hoped) some more cram. She hoped to save a few coins for purchasing food later on in the trip. Knowing that the supplies would be quite safe under the guard of the grey-clad kitchen staff, she thanked them, snatched up her basket, bag, and knapsack, and ran back out to the marketplace.
Last edited by mark12_30; 04-05-2004 at 08:18 PM.
Reason: Ooops-- Gwillion makes Five.
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