Grab the stick and pull.

Struggle, mumbling incoherently a few times before getting your tongue under control.

Rebekka Färber

And permanent damage is probably better than being dead, so thank you. ...I was dead, right? Memory isn't being very helpful.

Your name is Sifts-The-Grain.

"My name is... Erik, Erik Magusson. Where am I?"

"Braaaains. Just kidding. I'm Bob."

Grab the stick, lurch and pull yourself real close to their face and say
"I'm!... well shit I'm not sure."

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1: You blubber ungracefully until your tongue comes back under control and tell the stranger your name is Sifts-The-Grain. You ask if you really were dead.

“Good, you still function,” he says. “Hello, Sifts. My name would be Esthayhvwualunn.”

2: You grab the stick to pull yourself up and try to ask where you are…

3: … But the stranger thoks you in the head with it.

4: “Oh, no, this is not yours,” he scolds, “This is mine.”

You have a bit of a headache.

Unequip headache.

>>732165
It looks like you still have a rock though your chest. (At least, I think that's your chest). Not sure that should be there if you want to be not-dead.

>>732165
Examine self for remaining wounds.

Why did longname resurrected you? If he is willing to hit you for the slightest transgression he probable isn't doing this for your well been.

"I wasn't taking it! I thought you were helping me up!"