returning to the wagon after a long day working with the wounded, smiling as I see the gifts......unwrapping everything and admiring the handiwork.....leaves a small bundle on your furs....inside are a fine set of dancing silks I picked up at the point....nestled withing the silky folds is a small pouch...inside the pouch is a finely wrought silver belly chain.....a small charm of an enameled yellow duck dangles near the clasp.
Gathering a change of clothing I head into Turia.
