Malkai shrugged. While most druids found pleasure in nature's bounty, Malkai grew up alone in the forest. He didn't have animal friends and the druids largely left him to fend for himself. It'd be more accurate to say that he learned barbarism before druidism. So admittedly, the idea of having something like a magical bedroll that ensured you're warm and dry was really nice. Even if Malkai was used to less. Though Catarina's comment about sharing a bedroll with Alyssa made him roll his eyes (Which again, would go unnoticed due to his face-covering mask). [color=00a651]「I'm surrounded by raging lesbians...」[/color] He sighed in Sylvan. [color=00a651]"I can't argue with that I suppose. Still silly for you to buy a bedroll just for a good night's rest."[/color]

Jarvis was getting close to finishing up dinner (Hopefully) when he started rambling on about old times. It was bad enough to hear Alyssa ramble, but now the dwarf is going to speak about his home. The moment he said "I miss home", Malkai could guess what happened next: He lost his home because something attacked it and now he's the only few dwarves left. Sure enough Jarvis said that his people worked a mine and dug too deep, opening some sort of gate to one of the planes of hell and got attacked by demons. Malkai has heard so many stories like that he wonders if dwarves ever learned how to stop running into monsters from the underdark. Malkai couldn't help but prod Jarvis with a rather offensive comment. [color=00a651]"You'd think they'd learn not to dig so deep for profits. There's a reason why the underdark is ruled by ruthless people or eldritch abominations."[/color]