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Dhusskaull
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Women were strange, he thought as she practically handed him a meal and left.
The bag looked interesting enough. The fish itself was darkly colored and slapping its tail around to return itself to the river no doubt but given the way this day had gone, this meal was not to go.
He’s not sure why he thinks that’s funny but he still smirks at the thought.
Next he settles the fish, putting it out of its misery before filleting it. Dhusskaull cooks a stone within the fire to cook the fish evenly, a skill he once learned long ago from an old master.
His memory lied heavily on the cooking rather than the man who showed him. Dhusskaull wanted to be sure he knew this man’s survival tactics but never the people around him. Getting too close, belonging to
