Jack groaned and stumbled through a portal. He had a cut directly above his left eye and a large gash on his forehead which he unsuccessfully tried to cover with the hood of his jacket. He sat down at the nearest table and took a roll of bandages. He wrapped it around his forehead and left eye. He raised his arm. "[i]Could I get a bit of stew[/i]?" He unslung his quiver of arrows and leaned back in his chair.