After giving Thorgr another smile she digs into her stew with much more gusto than she usually does at meal times.
Thorgr finishes his first bowl of stew and asks Corrie for another.
Frostine is a bit slower but finishes her bowl as well. Looking up at Corrie she asks, "Could I maybe just have half a bowl more?" She was still a little hungry, which was strange because Corrie's stew was very filling and it's not like her stomach was that big. They had been through a lot though recently and she guessed she was just hungrier than usual.
"Yeah, if I wasn't too hungry before, I definitely am now." Sig replies kissing Jerrica on the tip of her nose.
"Let's get cleaned up and go see how that stew's coming," Jerrica says with a giggle.
"Feeling alright?" Thorgr asks. "You been eating a bit more than usual."
She nods after taking another bite of stew, "Yeah...I guess so. I guess with everything going on lately I've just been a little more hungry. I find it kinda odd as well....but at least I'm not eating like a baby bird anymore right?" She adds with a slight smirk as she looks up at him.
Thorgr chuckles. "I suppose that's a good thing."
After having some of her drink she eats some more stew.
She gives him a nod and smiles as she continues to eat.
With a wave of her hand, Sig send a wave of cool, tingling sensation over their bodies, cleansing them both and leaving a faint mintiness in its wake. With a slightly reluctant groan, the skald gets up, walking over to the door to retrieve their clothing.
"You always seem so sad when we have to get dressed," Jerrica says.
Sig flashes Jerrica a scintillating grin. "Because lying naked with you has become my new favorite thing." she says with a wink. "Followed by talking to you, eating with you,seeing you smile...." she says checking things off on her fingers.
"We'll be eating together then maybe we can get back to our favorite thing," Jerrica says with a sly smile.
"Sounds like a plan." Jerrica says, getting dressed and tossing Jerrica her clothes with a grin.
Jerrica gets dressed and waits for Sig before going to the main room.
Slipping her arm around Jerrica's waist, Sig strolls out with her, smiling at the others as they join them.
She gives them a smile after taking another bite of stew, "Good evening you two, the stew is really yummy, so is the lemonade." She says before taking another drink.
"I hope there's some left," Jerrica chuckles.
"Of course there is," Corrie says. "I won't let anybody in this house go hungry."
After nearly choking on her lemonade she says, "Thorgr is only on his second bowl and I just got another half of bowl." She smiles before taking another bite. Looking up at Corrie she asks, "Would you happen to have any bread Ms. Corrie?"
"Of course, dear," Corrie says, bringing a couple pieces of bread to Frostine.
Taking the bread from Corrie she smiles up at her, "Thanks Ms. Corrie." She says as she dips the bread in the stew and eats away happily.
"Glad to see you feeling better, Frostine," Jerrica says again. "You really had me worried, so sorry if I repeat myself a couple of times."
She looks up at Jerrica and kind of gives her a curious smile, "You were worried? How come?"
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Jerrica raises an eyebrow. "Orc. Slicey-slicey. Ouch. You know."
Her eyes get a little large as she grasps Jerrica's meaning, "Oohhh...oh yeah....that thing. Yeah...I'm okay, I just needed some rest and food. Thank you for getting that potion for me. That helped a lot too. I just....we just have to be more careful next time."
"Yeah, those orcs are brutal. If there's one thing they do well it's violence." Sig says as they sit down to Corrie bringing them two piping hot bowls.
"Too true," Jerrica says, taking a few bites.
Risque and Ishmael enter the kitchen. "Well, if it's not orcs kidnapping women, it's kobolds stealing farm tools, goblins taking seeds for crops and a bugbear kidnapping kids. It's like every beginning adventurer's worst nightmare."
She thinks for a bit, "Maybe we need to focus on some smaller foes for a bit and work our way up to the orcs?" She bites on her lower lip as she knows that it would be a really hard decision to make, but that risking their lives like that again wasn't an option. They might not be so lucky the next time. Taking a breath she says, "We've dealt with kobolds before, and goblins are just a tad easier to deal with than orcs or a bugbear. I say we start small and deal with these issues one at a time until we have a better chance of defeating some of the scarier things." She takes another drink of lemonade before dipping her bread into the remaining stew broth in her bowl and cleans out every drop before licking her fingers.
"Kobolds are always fun," Thorgr jokes.
"Goblins aren't," Jerrica says in a flat tone.
She nods, "Yeah...especially if there's snow around and I can seal them behind a thick wall of ice in their little cave....but even though we don't know much about these particular kobolds, it would be better to start out small and work our way up....right?"
Jerrica shrugs. "We'll have to solve all these problems, I think. So small is a good start."
She finishes her lemonade and sits back looking down, "Yeah...I know...I just hope that we can get to those poor women and children before anything really bad happens to them...or at the very least stop them before they take anyone else. We'll start off by taking care of what we can actually deal with though."
Thorgr nods solemnly.
"You make a good point, but stolen tools won't suffer while we focus on something else." Sig says darkly.
Looking up her eyes show her emotions much better than her words do. Taking a breath she says, "I know that....and I hate that we're forced to make that kind of decision....but we can't go back again. We might not be so lucky next time and we can't help anyone if we all get ourselves killed. It sucks being the hero...I really really hate it sometimes....but we have to take care of what we can reasonably deal with." She says, her voice faltering in spots as she can't stop thinking about the kids and women that could be made to suffer because they weren't capable of stopping them.
"We go to set the kids free in the morning," Dan says, stone-faced, as he walks in the kitchen. "From what I heard, there's one bugbear. Is that correct, Ishmael?"
Ishmael nods. "That's what the townsfolk said."
She thinks for a moment, "If it's really just one and not a whole herd of them or whatever....we might be able to, but the orc camp is gonna have to wait."
Dan sits down. "One bugbear shouldn't be a problem. I won't let children suffer."
She sighs after taking a deep breath, "Alright then, if you know where this things camp is or where it went, then we'll go after it in the morning. I don't want anyone to suffer.....I'm just trying to be realistic and not get everyone killed." She says a little more quietly. Shaking her head she says, "I think I need some fresh air." She gets up from the table and walks outside, keenly aware of how close she came to not just losing her own life, but the lives of those that mattered most to her.
Thorgr gets up and follows Frostine.