"I guess I should get to helping you seeing as I am supposed to be somewhere and all." Tash opened the lid to the crate next to him. Inside was a block of wood down the middle separating loaves of bread and a number of fruits from multiple potions and rolls of cloth. He grabbed a plain vial of water and a small bound up roll of white cloth. Rosco remained still as Tash removed the leaves from his arm and poured the water over the now exposed injury. It was a slash about two inches long over the top of his forearm and the water managed to wash off what blood and random woodland scraps had accumulated over it. Then he spun the cloth around Rosco's wound to make a much better bandage. "Now I'd love to stay and chat with you while you recover, but I'm kinda' in the middle of something." Tash plucked one of the pouches from its line and reached inside to retrieve some of its contents. He pulled out twelve of the little runes. "Seeing as you're already weakened this will probably knock you out for the rest of the night." Tash clapped his hands towards Rosco which had no visible effect. "I'll see you in the morning."
After the man had passed out once more Tash tied the pouch he snagged to his belt and removed the papers and lantern from the chest in his tent. He dug through it and retrieved a double sided axe from within. Once he placed the axe through a loop on the waist of his pants he was ready to go. He took one last look at Rosco to make sure he was out cold, and once it was clarified he left the tent.
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