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Marl nodded to Myr before setting off into the woods. He figured monks were vegitarians, so he would only gather a few herbs and make a broth of sort. Luckily, the forest was rich in all sorts of herbs. Although he hated normal cooking, outdoors cooking was the best. The trick was to get the right ones... Mark knelt down next to patch of mushrooms. Plucking a bit of the largest one, the knight sniffed it. No good. This type of mushroom would provide a sour, almost unbearible taste when boiled. Mark repeated the pluck-and-sniff process quite a few times until he ended up with two handfuls of all sorts of different plants. The ending result should be a nice, light broth. If somebody had meat at hand, and if Myr didn't mind, the broth would turn to a thick, creamy meaty taste. Smiling happily, Mark trotted towards camp.