Hmmm... Choices, choices.

Every [s]crazy[/s] doctor can nourish himself using the [s]needlessly[/s] amputated limbs of others. Also if nobody prepares a watch there will be more injured people around once fecal matter makes a rendezvous with the air impeller, making the food job much easier in case things work out way too well and peacefully inside the castle.

Soo... Making camp is it!

How many of the ten companions of the bastard will remain outside?