Saved from the Bottle

A tad heartbroken and incredibly frustrated with herself, Gæded found herself sitting at the bar of the Boar for a few days, drowning her sorrows in the form of hard liquor. It may have been longer than she'd thought, maybe a week, but regardless people quickly noticed something was wrong. To start with, no one dared try to speak of her, for she looked like she'd hit them where it hurt if they did, even if her aim was off. However, when Fiontann summoned the members of The Black Steel to the Boar, her haze was broken. It began with Zavas offering her something deep red and thick to drink. It was easy for her to accept in that mindstate, but after she drank it, she was in for a surprise. Zavas called it Dragon's Blood and Gæded was drunk enough to think that it might have been real. It sobered her some, enough that when Fiontann made his speech on what the next move about the Hag would be. They were to go the Garth Agarwen, to fetch some water, apparently. Gæded didn't really understand it, but the pull of the road felt like breathing fresh air. She would go ahead with Athlenah, to scout the way to Ost Guruth. She felt like it would help.