[10:04]  Kutaituchik grabs a metal bucket and lays the verrs neck over it, Then he takes one of the quiva from his arm and places the poing at the mainvein of the Verr in its neck, he looks at the slave and grins, then he sticks the point of the quiva deep in the vein, opening it so the blood pumps out. He sees satisfied how the blood flows out of the dying Verr into the bucket.
[10:04]  Dajanira: i think at the position i was before
[10:06]  Cyric watches closely as the blood drains from the beast .....smiles momentarily flashes of his past coming into view the thick redness of the the verrs lifeforce draining away....
[10:06]  Mina 's eyes grew wide with horror as the Man ran the dagger into the throat of the animal. her blood ran cold as she noted the grin that He directed towards her and she trembled briefly. her eyes flew to the ground and clenched closed, unable to watch the blood pour from the innocent beast and into the bucket. her feet stumbling backwards as she asked again. " please Master....I am sure there is a chore or something else that requires my attention?"
[10:09]  Kutaituchik hand dives in the stomach and jerk out some intestines "excellent, those you can fill with blood Daja, to make Blutworst of it"

----- later ------

Aphris hears of the omen reading and seeks in the storage wagon for the stored remnants of the slaughtered verr. See takes the blood and the minor flesh out of the chilla, parts as the belly, heart, spleen and the rests of the lung. She knows the runaway slave ahs fed most of the lungs to the herd sleen, added with an fixed amount of thassa powder, almost killing the animal. At least make it sleep long enough to make it impossible for the sleen to find her trail. She shakes away the thoughs of this sleen of a slave which was so unthankful to run away from the good valley of the omen.
Aphris cuts the internal organs of the verr into very small with a sharp quiva . She lays the parts apart and fills a kettle half with water. The water she flavours with herbs and raspberries picked by a kajira a few days ago. She also adds some black pepper from the Anango Island for an extra spicy taste. When the water cooks she adds the meat remnants in the bouillon and let it cook for half an hour. After the cooking she lets the bouillon cool off, after which she let flow the bouillon out of the kettle through a sieve into another pot, letting a bad smelling porage remain in the original kettle. She orders a slave to make the pap even finer.
Aphris takes the new kettle with the bouillon and now cooks the belly flesh of the verr in it. In the meantime she has baked some onions in a pan filled with a small layer of verr fat. The slave use the sieve again to separate the meat of bouillon puts the verr belly  gunk in a meat grinder and makes it very fine. Aphris puts the rind of the verr in the remaining bouillon and let that cook for 15 minutes, she takes small bottle of kalana of which she let flow half the content in the bouillon, the other half she drinks herself straight from the bottle, not minding that the slave sees her drink the wine. Aphris kicks away the slave and adds the porage of organs and grinded belly fesh in the original kettle with the bouillon, she then adds the onions and all the blood of the verr from the bucket.
She orders the slave to mix the mass very good. After the mixing she commands the kajira to clean some verr intestines and then fill them with the blood meat pudding. Aphris sees how the girl fills the intestines with the black porage, after which she herself binds of the now formed sausage and hangs them in almost cooking water to poach the fresh blood sausages She sees satisfied how the sausages colors into deep black.
Most of the now new sausages she hangs in the storage and put one big one in her sacket. She mounts her kaiila and rides to the hamlet of the peasants who live by the grace of the wagonpeople  on the plains, she sees none, probably they have fled for her, thinking she was an outrider demanding tax. Well tax she demands, but not in the from of money, no she picks up 10 fresh tomato from their fields and rides on.
Aphris arrives at the Kataii lager and walks to the servery,
[7:26]  morta Stardust: Tal Aphris
[7:26]  Aphris takes a stone of wetted sul and puts that in a cooking pot she smashes the tomato and adds them at the sul, making it a deepred color. She takes a pan from the wall and puts that at the fire, added with some boskfat.
[7:26]  Aphris: Tal Morta
[7:26]  morta: how are you this morning
[7:26]  Serve Receiver V2 - Wooden Vase: Atiya  sways my hips from side to side , as I begin to sing one of the songs of the wagons... a lovely love song ... my mind wonders a little, .. but my hips move to the beating of my slave heart, between the chirping of the birds and insiects and the crackling of the fires...
[7:28]  Aphris takes a quiva and starts cutting the fresh blood sausages in to thick disks, she adds the black disks in the sputtering pan
[7:28]  Aphris: I am cooking a breakfast
[7:29]  Aphris sees how the sausages disk quickly turn hard and even more black, she turns the disk to get the same color at all sides
[7:30]  Aphris turns a big spoon through the sul with the tomato sauce in the cooking pot, then she takes a big spoon and fills a clean plate with the sul.
[7:31]  Aphris with fork she fishes a blood sausage disk from the baking pan and adds it at the sul at the plate
[7:31]  Aphris: Are you hungry Morta?
[7:31]  morta: I am always hungry laughs
[7:32]  Aphris Myoo brings him the plate with the traditional breakfast and gives it to him "you are the first to taste my breakfast today"
[7:37]  morta takes the plate and starts eating
[7:37]  morta: thank you
[7:38]  morta: mmmm this is good
[7:38]  Aphris takes another plate and fills it with lesser sul as for Morta, and adds a baked sausage disk to it, she sits at a woodblock and starts eating
[7:38]  morta: and yummy
[7:39]  Aphris: yes its fresh blood of a verr, it makes excellent sausage
[7:39]  morta: ooooo
[7:39]  morta: kick ass
[7:39]  morta: perfect breakfast before patrols
[7:40]  Aphris: yes, it stays in the stomach, and its full of nutrients, good for the muscles of an outrider
[7:40]  morta: well Ill be heading to another place in search of more slaves
[7:41]  Aphris eats of the sul, then hacking the blood dsk into cubes, eating them with a fork
[7:41]  morta finishes His brakfast and then downs some kurds
[7:42]  Aphris smiles that her breakfast was tastefull for the slaver "in Omen Valley a slave girl escaped, she poisoned the herd sleen so they could not track her, the bitch"
[7:42]  morta: smart girl
[7:43]  Aphris: yes, excellent slave, she used the boat of a traveling trader to avoid the utrider patrols
[7:43]  morta: ok off I go
[7:43]  Aphris: I wish you well then
[7:43]  morta: thank yo or the breakfast
[7:43]  Aphris: your welcome
[7:43]  morta: I wish you well