Brake one hour?

Seeing the potions, he remembered that he had one from the cave he slowly reached back into his saddle pack and pulled it out. Popping the quark, he drank it. It was smooth going down but tasted like swamp water. He made a funny face. He looked at Ink “again you are right we should stay an hour Ink” said Sarne. Looking now at Madame Gwynn he says. “Madame Gwynn, you are giving us the potions?” He asks. Then said, “rest one hour, what say you all?”

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