Coftyran Lunch!

Maewyn's WalkEvery Vaek, whatever else was happening, Maewyn appeared somewhere along the line with sandwiches. Not fancy ones, but whatever the supply situation allowed, which in Coftyr in the autumn of 1782 meant bread that was going stale and whatever filling could be argued out of the quartermaster. The sandwiches were not the point. The Walk was the point. He'd been doing it since before most of the current regiment had arrived. The rhyflers who'd been there longest said he'd never missed…

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