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This was my first lunch as a Raven and Aellyn couldn’t be more excited about it. Especially since they implemented a new rule where Ravens got first pick of the food, not that there was much choice.
With a big grin, Aellyn handed me a tray so we could queue. “I’m so glad we can sit together at lunch again.”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “Sure.”
“Ooh, what are we having today?”
I lifted the lid off the big metal pot and cringed from the sour smell. “Eww. What’s that?”
“It looks like some kind of stew,” Aellyn said.
The Raven in front of me turned around and chuckled warmly. “It’s beef trimming stew. Hey, you’re a new recruit.”
“I am.” I dragged the ladle through the brown, squelching muck and filled my bowl a little over halfway. The stew slodged down and a couple of chunks drifted up to the
