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One Drug Lord, lazing about the place and cleaning a couple of swords. One regular one and one rather filled with magic.

No, he really doesn't have anything better to do.

He's also - some people will be glad to know - leaving in a couple of days, for a while. If you want a chance to meet him/bitch him out/throw things etc, now would be a good time.

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One of these days Arithon is going to learn how to make sandwiches. Probably badly.

He accepts it, and starts picking at it until given a glare. Then he eats, slowly,

"You have an interesting life, an'roth. A broken arm is fine?"

Ramon could show him! He's learnt. And hey, how hard is putting something between two pieces of bread anyway?

...hey, I never said they were good sandwiches. Luckily, Bar's are better and that's what Arithon has now.

'Well no, of course not. But it means that Random won't have to go to his father and tell him that he's made a few Trump cards of his own - which could have got him killed. He fought Julian to stop him telling their father - but the man broke his arm after the alloted time for the fight was up. So Random got to call him on it and tell him to keep his mouth shut. And then his arm got healed, so it was OK.'

Only not, really. Because the idea of Julian doing that to Random at all just makes him want to stab things.

Yeah. Bar food. Stick with Bar food.

Arithon's head tilts and after a few moments he says,

"I see."

He doesn't. He's too tired to see.

Ramon shakes his head and laughs. 'You need help walking over to the painting? You have to sleep. No arguments.'

"No."

He says after some serious thought,

"I can make it. Thank you."

For all of it, really.

'Go on then. You're in no state to be in the bar tonight Arithon. Go sleep.'

Unspoken, but obvious - Ramon will be watching him until he leaves the place, to make sure he's not bothered or gets sidetracked into helping someone else along the way.

He takes the sandwhich with him. While part of his body goes "eh, food" part of it won't rest until he's finished everything he's got his hands on.

There is a minor amount of staggering, and then he gets to, and through, the painting.

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