*is carrying the entire spit and boar around with me, it looks odly dipoportionate compared to my skelital frame at the moment, my head was fully healed now, and my shoulders han enought skin on them to be reveiled, but the rest of my body was still bandaged up, Karakzon walks past the two crouching down and throws 2 roast legs into the ground in a way that the bone makes them stand up, but the meat is unspoilt, and continues inside*