Low on funds Dellrak sighed as he looked over the "elvish" gear he would have to take into the jungle. At least in the jungle their would be less staring eyes and mocking grins.
He finished repacking his own gear and then started on the supplies. It had been tough not knowing what they would face or what they would need, but at least Volo had come through with the canoe, the dwarf was sure he and his friends would not be able to afford much of anything else had they had to pay for the thing.
He bedded down nearly exhausted from the busy day and dreamed of cold mead and the soft whiskers on a dwarven maidens cheeks.
He finished repacking his own gear and then started on the supplies. It had been tough not knowing what they would face or what they would need, but at least Volo had come through with the canoe, the dwarf was sure he and his friends would not be able to afford much of anything else had they had to pay for the thing.
He bedded down nearly exhausted from the busy day and dreamed of cold mead and the soft whiskers on a dwarven maidens cheeks.
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