Ypu get up, stepping out of your tent into the blearing desert sun, the light blinding you for a second, before you wakk pver to the fire, cooking the pot of gruel over it, non savory, but it lasts. You scoop the nasty gruel, dumping it onto your bowl before Sammie steps out, looking at you "Up early, eh? Well, since you're up early, you can be the one to clean up the horse waste. After you enjoy your gruel." She says with a wicked smirk, walking over to the pot, scooping some gruel
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