Grain sacks he sat upon provided some measure of comfort to Veryacano as he rested his back upon the giant keg. The provisions room they had been locked in had no windows and hence he began longing for fresh air after a couple hours. By that time, the two Rohirrim guards inside had grown tired of talking and just stood there, leaning on the now empty crates. Most of the crates were full of food when the elves were herded into the storeroom, but the Rohirrim captain had all the stores moved out and only dried beans, grain and other legumes remained.
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