"Tellz wat. How 'bout dat one plus tree mo' fre beds." She replied, gesturing to the bullet. "An Izzy'll fix yer genny fer eats an' drinks for both. Izzy a blackfinger, knows motos uv all kind. How dat?"
"Also, if you don't mind, we need some more food and water, for two more people. I'm a Medicus, a healer, so if there is anything I can do for you, or someone you know, I am willing to help. I also have some... mixtures, medicine of different sorts, if that helps. I can't part with a lot, although if I had a place for it and some basic materials, I could create some more for you."
"Quite the pair, aren't you?" remarked the innkeep, looking from one to the other with a raised brow. "Okay, you 'ave yourselves a deal. Just make sure you're done with your tinkering before long. There's plenty of light now, but don't wanna be out of power when the sun goes down. Genny's out around the back, best go out that way," the old man pointed Izzy to far end of the inn.
Then he looked at Cor and considered what he had to offer. "A Medicus, eh? 'Aven't 'ad a mender in this town for a spell. There's a scout of ours that came down with some kind of fever. Don't know what's causing it. So far, all we've managed is to make him comfortable. Doesn't seem to spread though, so you needn't worry about catching anything." He mimed a map on the bar top, showing that he wasn't too far. "E's two doors up, just off to the left if you leave out the front. Oh, and 'fore you go..."
"Order up!" Shouted the innkeep, turning his head to the open doorway behind him. "Two crocks and tins, on the double! C'mon then, 'aven't got all day!"
"Yeah, yeah, I got yer crocks, ye crock," said the wiry old cook as he walked in from the kitchen. The innkeep just furrowed his brow and shook his head in response. The cook was carrying a sawed plank with two bowls, two wooden spoons, and two cans. There was a half a cob of corn in each bowl along with a couple of cubed potatoes. In the cans was water that looked freshly boiled. The cook set the plank on the bar and trudged right back into the kitchen.
The innkeep pushed the plank towards Cor. "Make sure we get these back, all right? When you and the girl are ready, you'll get yours."
"Also, if you don't mind, we need some more food and water, for two more people. I'm a Medicus, a healer, so if there is anything I can do for you, or someone you know, I am willing to help. I also have some... mixtures, medicine of different sorts, if that helps. I can't part with a lot, although if I had a place for it and some basic materials, I could create some more for you."
"Quite the pair, aren't you?" remarked the innkeep, looking from one to the other with a raised brow. "Okay, you 'ave yourselves a deal. Just make sure you're done with your tinkering before long. There's plenty of light now, but don't wanna be out of power when the sun goes down. Genny's out around the back, best go out that way," the old man pointed Izzy to far end of the inn.
Then he looked at Cor and considered what he had to offer. "A Medicus, eh? 'Aven't 'ad a mender in this town for a spell. There's a scout of ours that came down with some kind of fever. Don't know what's causing it. So far, all we've managed is to make him comfortable. Doesn't seem to spread though, so you needn't worry about catching anything." He mimed a map on the bar top, showing that he wasn't too far. "E's two doors up, just off to the left if you leave out the front. Oh, and 'fore you go..."
"Order up!" Shouted the innkeep, turning his head to the open doorway behind him. "Two crocks and tins, on the double! C'mon then, 'aven't got all day!"
"Yeah, yeah, I got yer crocks, ye crock," said the wiry old cook as he walked in from the kitchen. The innkeep just furrowed his brow and shook his head in response. The cook was carrying a sawed plank with two bowls, two wooden spoons, and two cans. There was a half a cob of corn in each bowl along with a couple of cubed potatoes. In the cans was water that looked freshly boiled. The cook set the plank on the bar and trudged right back into the kitchen.
The innkeep pushed the plank towards Cor. "Make sure we get these back, all right? When you and the girl are ready, you'll get yours."