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The Sister accepted the staff with a shrug.
"Well, I'm sure I can find a use for this."
Vervain had spent the time purchasing materials for her smoking habit, and she rattled a tin thoughtfully in her hand.
"Though I'm not technically an officer of the law, darling, unless you mean God's law. Which, of course, I suspect you don't."
She smiled distractedly.

As with all these make-yourself sort of things, it might be cheaper to buy flour (and I guess the power spent in cooking it and w/e else) but it also costs more time, and you gotta find a balance between the two costs.

"Perhaps not surprising, but I saw things saying riding into storm clouds is very dangerous, and not just because of the winds. I've read accounts of pegasus riders who got caught in storm clouds coming out covered in ice until their mounts couldn't bear the weight."

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"Ah, how delightful! The naivety of... youth?"
She considered the helmeted man. She'd never seen him without that bucket on, come to think of it. Well, whatever; she lightly shrugged to herself.
"Either way, darling, surely you know better. As sin is the fruit of the tree of man, not God, failures are inevitably revealed as the fruit from someone else's branches."
The nun chuckled.

What I was considering for making food important in 5E was using the rule variant where 8 hours is a short rest and 7 days is a long rest, which makes hit dice a more scarce and valuable resource. Then, eating better food will regain hit dice. Possibly other benefits as well for high quality food, letting you have more hit dice than your maximum or passive buffs and such.

Perhaps you could wind it into a more general quality of rest sort of thing.
A low quality rest - squatting on a battlefield gnawing raw horsemeat - restores very little and only lets you spend one guy die or whatever.

A good quality short rest, with proper food in a place warm and dry and comfortable - does more.

You could have something similar with long rests, where being wined and dined in a luxury hotel serves better than a night in a ditch.

At the sight of the elfire tome, the mage's expression changed, somewhat, to something that was almost but not quite pain. He shut his eye for a second.

"Quite definitely the elthunder, please."

When he opened his eye again, his expression was back to normal.

"In truth, I'm best at wind magic, but thunder can pack a good punch, too."

You wouldn't happen to remember what that was called because that sounds like it'd something I'd like to read.

Empire of the East, as I recall. I haven't read them in a long while, so I don't remember how well they hold up.