by The Duelist » Thu Aug 28, 2003 1:26 am
The danger had, for the moment, passed, and Rick's most ancient instincts revealed themselves. He was in a kitchen that, before its occupation, had been owned by a prominent, rich family.
With any luck, there was a magically enchanted ice-box somewhere...maybe some meats and bread? A sandwich would be good right about now...
and maybe a small cup of wine? Yes...that would certainly hit the spot.
Rick sighed as he checked about the room.