Clint decided that the man was almost the same size right down to the boots and he knew there were spare clothes and boots that would fit.“Here, let...’s see about getting you cleaned up and you can try on these extra clothes I have.”Clint got the bucket of rainwater and filled a basin. He brought them out and set the basin on the end of the log. He also brought out a bar of soap, a towel, a mug of shaving soap with a brush, a strop, and a straight razor that he’d gotten from the Cumberland. Like most she loved getting glammed up and going out with her friends.Thinking to myself she has never really mentioned them I pressed further but seemed to irritate her slightly, something was up! Over the next few days when ever I mentioned Wednesday she was cold and off so I left it.Like clockwork Wednesday morning came and Jane started her pampering session with a bath etc generally making herself look and smell delicious. I asked her her plans to which she said she doesn't know and unsure. “I was hoping to get a drink.”Steve had cleaned up also, but he was still in his underwear. He looked over and said, “No, that’s fine. I just want to get this out of the way first. Why don’t I meet you down at the bar? No reason you have to wait for me.”Brenda silently snorted and shook her head. She knew that when her husband had a research bone in his teeth, he would keep chewing it no matter what. If she dragged him away, he’d just stew about it all evening. She slipped on a pair of. "His eyes got even wider, if that was possible, and he glanced around, as though wondering who else might have heard. I almost laughed."I'm Sierra. I'm ... well." I thought quickly. How to explain? "I'm from a different world. As in, somewhere other than Thedas. I'm travelling with three of the last surviving Grey Wardens in Ferelden, but we got separated. I seem to be able to sort of ... appear, places. And for some reason, I have templar powers. The Grey Wardens I travel with should be here.