"My thanks, kind lady. I promise I won't need more than a few scraps to tide me over until daybreak".

"Yeah yeah, just wait here for a bit, you aren't even supposed to be in the kitchen at all, let alone roaming the pantries".


You turn and walk past the Worgen to the opening of the kitchen cellar, where all of the keep's food for the next several weeks is housed safely away from the elements and outside air in a (sometimes vain) effort to keep it all from spoiling or turning sour too soon.

During your unexpected talk with the Worgen pantry raider, you had forgotten that one of the most notable features of underground cellars is the light, or rather lack of light that they have.

You quickly begin to feel around the shelves in the hopes of finding any sort of light producing object you can get your hands on, not wanting the dumb Worgen to be in the kitchen any longer than necessary, and also slightly annoyed at the delay this was going to put in the completion of your dish washing task.