Dragoncrest Cliffs relaxing opposites attracting

a haze.

whatever quennell had been given for his pain today had blurred very much of his mind. even when he woke it was with a falling stumble to promptly piss only a foot or two away from the den. for he had needed to be closely escorted even for the simplest of tasks.

now he settled in and his tongue felt dry in his mouth. too dry.

in that moment he had not realized that it was val come to keep good on his word. instead he groggily mumbled out to the smelly figure.

aye. ya...ya bring water?