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It's well past the worst depths of winter, even here on the north edge of the Worldwound- the temperature ekes its way above freezing occasionally, the days are only short and not miserably short, last night's snowstorm wasn't quite a blizzard. It is, nonetheless, fairly surprising when the patrol on their way to Fort #11 spots three figures in the distance trudging towards them from the north.
Osirian Connie meets Blai at the Worldwound
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Right, she ought to actually eat at some point. She'll do that, and Mend sock guy's sock (she Prestidigitated it clean first), and return it and suggest he shouldn't knot the darning thread, or should cut the knot off once he's done if he has trouble holding it steady without one, that'll probably help with the blisters (she uses the technical math term for a knot, not realizing there's a different word for the sailors' kind), and tries out Fancy Cleric Detect Magic.