Jamming her dagger underneath the Boars armoured plate, Belladonna let out a few irritated grunts of exertion as she wiggled the dagger back and forth.
After they had made camp, a few others had gotten to work butchering their kills. Some of them were like her, having learned the trade just for this purpose, whilst one of the richer merchants had even brought along a professional butcher to carve and dress all of the beasts that they killed.
That merchant was a common traveller on these roads, and specialised in armours and beast byproducts, so it made sense that he had a professional on hand.
All of these more experienced individuals working around her did give Belladonna some pointers, and she even got a brief conversation with the professional butcher, who had learned the trade in honour of his mother. It was that conversation that helped her understand the best way to butcher these Boars.
Not just to get the meat, but to preserve the armoured plates as well.
