Cut off a piece of one of my fingertips on a vegetable slicer.
Nothing major and should heal back to 100%, but art is on hold until it scabs over enough to use the minimum amount of bandages.
Come Eat With MeCome Eat With Me by notabot999
The innkeeper had his face buried in his hands while the rest inside, his family and some of the other grateful townsfolk, watched in utter shock. They were all speechless and the inn was full of only the sound of smacking lips and clinking ceramics.
"Ahh," Yung-Lae finally sighed, placing the last bowl she was using on the table. She had a big smile on her face and put her fist in her other palm, nodding toward the crowd. "Thank you so much for your hospitality."
"Of course," the innkeeper's wife grumbled, walking over to the table with the rest of the inn's staff. The table that normally would sit the entire town's leadership and their families was covered in empty plates and bowls as the pleased Yung-Lae sat in the middle, all by herself.
"I should have just let the bandits do what they wanted," the innkeeper bemoaned to himself. "They'd have taken less of my food than this woman."
Yung-Lae placed her hands onto the table and slowly started to stand up, which got almost as much gawk