At the Gilded Mare, Burtin slowly stretches his arms, seeing how the injuries on his chest fared while doing so. "Getting better, but still painful. I think it will be a couple days before I can really get back to doing any hard labor. Don't want to get an infection or worsen, with our limited resources," he says matter-of-factly. "But thank you for the concern, Princess. I have to admit, it is quite humbling to have you here, caring for my safety."
As Elene and Isdren edge their way through the narrow alley to a more wider one, the young girl notices the shattered shingle from the night before. To the south, this alley looks to be the back entrance to a few houses and maybe a store or two. There are a few bodies down the alley, away from the Mare, and you can smell them from here. "Ugh," Isdren complains. "That's disgusting."
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The man hurriedly enters the building, ensuring the door is closed behind him promptly. "Rem," he mutters in response to the question. "And thanks. I don't have time to stay long, though. There are many other survivors in the district, and Maddris needs men."
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