Lidia could see the poor warrior was exhausted he look weary and haggard.<br/><br/>"Jared, me name be Lidia Vialdie. Lets get that armor off ya. Shoppin' hard enough fiw male on. Ya can leave it in ya wagon. Tain't no gonna mess wif it.  W'ils ya get out of tat. Me  gonna get ya some food."<br/><br/>While he was picking his furniture she got him chicken on a stick, a pulled boar sandwich, a fist sized apple pie and mug of cold apple cider<br/><br/>T'ought you'd feel better gett'n some food in ya. Ta next wagon 'as cookware. We be s'ort on time, why don't ya sits on ta log w'ile get ya ta basics.  Gart' be a blacksmit', em can make ya utensils. Me used to cookin' fur 12, me gots no problem cookin' fur ya. W'at ya gots ts eat wit'?""