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Sir Stud, was glad that Lars had left after just a few minutes. His head hurt even worse now and his side was killing him.
He found that when Lars had kicked him and the chair over, that it had loosed the rope, slightly and he begin again trying to free his hands.

He wished, more than anything, for a drink of water.

He had no idea how long he had been in this bare room, but knew it was late into the night. Sometime in the early morning hours, he finally drifted off to sleep.
He was slapped awake by a man that he hadn't seen before. The man said, "Wake your ass up, we are going to be leaving." Sir Stud, saw through the small window, that it was just beginning to get light. He asked, "Where are we going?" The man again slapped Sir Stud, which made his head start throbbing again and said, "None of your damn business, you just better not try and resist."
The man took out a knife and cut through the rope holding Sir Stud's hands and pulled him up by his arms. Sir Stud's hands were completely numb and his side hurt so bad that he knew, that trying to fight this man was useless.
The man threw some ragged clothes at Sir Stud and said, "Put these on." Sir Stud took one smell of the clothes and his stomach finally gave up what food it still contained. He tried to turn and throw up on the man, but he stepped back and out of the way. When he was reduced to just dry heaves, the man stepped forward and slugged Sir Stud in his sore side. This brought up anything else that was left.
Sir Stud collapsed on the floor and the man dragged him up again by his arms and said, "Get your ass dressed."

No matter how hard he tried, Sir Stud couldn't get his clothes off as he just couldn't lift his arms over his head. The man, took his knife and cut the clothes from Sir Stud's body, cutting him in several places. He then pulled the stinking rags over his head and led him outside to a waiting wagon.