It was strange to see people so excited about a single platoon sized military meal pack, with its preserved ham and hard tack biscuits.
But many of the refugees had been struggling to survive on rodents and potatoes even before the flooding drove them out of their homes. Anything was better than that.
Dominic saw that the rest of the refugees were coming their way, being led by a flying mage.
That made it pretty clear that they had been vetted and found to be acceptably safe, or the Duskblade Sect would have taken care of them.
Dominic set down the fireplace, then began building a grill and oven with [Fieldstone Wall]. It didn't have to be too large, but long enough to have three or four pots set on top would be best.
There were a lot of refugees coming, and Dave would be greatly distressed if there was not enough soup.
