Zack: There’s no need to thank me… *places some more wood on the fire, then takes the cooking utensils outside again to wash them off. He then teleports away to a farm, plucking up entire armfuls of corn to teleport into his subspace pocket. He also raids the plantation fields for potatoes, tomatoes, oranges, apples, and carrots. After he is content with his hoardes, he teleports back to the cave, lying down on the floor* When it gets light again, we’ll keep sailing…
