Briar devoured your sandwich in two bites, giving a big burp when she finished. "Ah! That hit the spot! Thank you kindly, I wish I had something to give ya for it. But all I got is my gear and these amulets. Say, how about a secret then?" Briar pointed her morning star off towards the distance, sort of right of the mountain you came from. "They say in the Witchwoods there's crimson werebear who guards a magic tree with healing honey. Now, seems like a load of hogwash to me, but the honey is real. I've had some before. And who knows, if that bear is real too, any warrior would want the power of his curse. Food for thought for food in my belly, eh?" Briar chuckled as she hefted her weapon onto her shoulders, turning and walking away. "Thanks for your hospitality, Sylvia. Well I better get walking. There ain't no rest for the wicked while I'm still awake after all!" With a laugh that echoed through the night, Briar left the ruins. A few minutes later Pylia and Buddy would return, though Pylia looked notable dirty and disheveled.