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A strip of clean linen wound tight and folded into a palm-sized square, pinned with a sliver of bone. It smells faintly of lye and the sheep it came from.
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Cut from rolls stocked in every caravan chest, barracks locker, and village kitchen from here to the coast, because bleeding does not pause for negotiation. Seasoned campaigners keep one in the same pocket as their field ration, since hunger and injury rarely arrive on separate days. The pin is the expensive part, and you get it back.