"Yeah, get some life in you. Makes the Devil himself sit up and ask questions." She inserts a mossy length of wood into the fire and watches it catch. It takes so little time for something that took years to make to be consumed entirely.
Plourr snorts, but says, "Can't go from war to war forever, and all the sensible countries are off making treaties anyway - day will come when they're all so bound up that if two of them fought, every other nation would have to pitch in. Meanwhile all my rogues are settled down or joined up with something bigger, and I'm too old and mean to learn to be a constable or a city doctor." She has some funds tucked away, and more options than she's suggesting. Not a lot more.
Speaking of doctoring, she's had an eye on the way Boromir's favoring one side. "What's wrong with your leg? You get kicked, put it in a hole, what?" He's soaked and it's probably not required for his health that he removes all those wet clothes. Not that that would hurt anything, either.
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Plourr snorts, but says, "Can't go from war to war forever, and all the sensible countries are off making treaties anyway - day will come when they're all so bound up that if two of them fought, every other nation would have to pitch in. Meanwhile all my rogues are settled down or joined up with something bigger, and I'm too old and mean to learn to be a constable or a city doctor." She has some funds tucked away, and more options than she's suggesting. Not a lot more.
Speaking of doctoring, she's had an eye on the way Boromir's favoring one side. "What's wrong with your leg? You get kicked, put it in a hole, what?" He's soaked and it's probably not required for his health that he removes all those wet clothes. Not that that would hurt anything, either.