Germania smiled with delight as the stew and bread were finally placed in front of her. “This looks very good,” she said picking up the glass of Falernian. “But first.” She took a long, slow sip and then sighed with relief. “That was good.”

Germania then felt a bit odd. How do I eat this stew? Do I pick it up and drink it or is there a spoon of some sort? As hunger had over taken her, Germania put aside her manners for a moment, picked up the bowl, and took a sip. A Bit of the liquid dripped down her lip but most of it made it inside her mouth. “Sorry, if I appear clumsy. It has been too long a while since I have had anything to eat.”