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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 27, 2008 8:45:56 GMT -8
"I can take them, dear. It's not a problem." She carefully picked up the bloody skins, folding the inside over itself, and held them in front of her so she wouldn't ruin her white robes. She went outside briefly to hang the skins on a board that her husband had put on the side of the tavern for that very purpose. When she got back into the kitchen, she wiped up the blood on the floor using a soiled dishtowel and then helped Ashlyn finish tying the animal's legs. "Now, I don't think we want to roast this - it would never be ready on time, and I don't like leaving things over night. We should cut it up, I think."
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Post by silentstranger on Sept 27, 2008 9:23:20 GMT -8
((I thought it was still the morning? Or does time REALLY fly here?))
"All right." Ashlyn flipped her wrist again and another arrow head appeared in her hand. She offered it to Dark. "How many sections?"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Sept 27, 2008 18:44:20 GMT -8
((Roasting an animal takes quite literally all day. It's not EARLY EARLY in the morning. So it won't be ready.))
Dark pondered the question for a moment. "I want to separate it into sides - each shoulder one piece, each flank one piece and so forth."
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Post by silentstranger on Sept 29, 2008 18:04:46 GMT -8
Ashlyn nodded. "And I'd expect that you have a place to keep the remaining meat frozen, or cool, until called for?" She bagan to devide up the hind quarters of the stag.
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