The form of the tall, exhausted hyur nearly pushed through the door of the small cottage. It had been left exactly as he’d left it. Dusty, dishevelled, and cluttered. Franz didn’t care. It was dry. Comfortable. Safe. He couldn’t even be bothered to remove his sollerets or gloves as the relief of not being on his feet was enough. He could manage the soreness from laying on the bed improperly. A mattress and pillow were far better than the ground he’d nearly passed out on. “May the forest…â€. He was unconscious before he could finish a short Gridanian saying.
It was not restful sleep. It had been no longer than a bell when he awoke. Just as tired. Just as much in pain. The unnaturally painful sensation of having his life ripped from his body. A terrible feeling, experienced twice now. Removing the buckles, belts, and clasps that constricted the restrictive armor on his body, he realized just how much lighter he was with only a simple tunic and pants. It dawned on him he had left his bag of supplies at the pub. There would be nothing to eat that evening. It had been a while since he had suffered any sort of actual hardship. Become soft.
A small pot of tea was prepared in its stead. Something to help with sleep. He once again lay on the bed, trying. Regardless of rest, he would return to the city for supplies later.
It was not restful sleep. It had been no longer than a bell when he awoke. Just as tired. Just as much in pain. The unnaturally painful sensation of having his life ripped from his body. A terrible feeling, experienced twice now. Removing the buckles, belts, and clasps that constricted the restrictive armor on his body, he realized just how much lighter he was with only a simple tunic and pants. It dawned on him he had left his bag of supplies at the pub. There would be nothing to eat that evening. It had been a while since he had suffered any sort of actual hardship. Become soft.
A small pot of tea was prepared in its stead. Something to help with sleep. He once again lay on the bed, trying. Regardless of rest, he would return to the city for supplies later.
