Alyssa face flushed at Catarina's bold offer.  What is this?  Not one,  but two women interested in bedding her?  Alyssa was a flirt,  and was known to chase a skirt or so.  She was not accustomed however to being chased,  much less by multiple women.  [color=ed1c24]"M-maybe we'll see?"[/color] Was about all she could manage.

[color=00a651][i]"I can't argue with that I suppose. Still silly for you to buy a bedroll just for a good night's rest."[/i][/color]  Malkai said,  after an exasperated comment in what sounded like sylvan?  Alyssa wasn't entire sure,  but sylvan shared some words and syntax with elven,  a language she did know.

[color=ed1c24]"It's not about [b]one[/b] good night's sleep,  it's about [b]always[/b] knowing I'll get one."[/color]  She shook her head.  [color=ed1c24]"Catarina's got the idea."[/color]

The scent of stewing vegetables and pork reached her nose,  calling her seductively back towards the campfire.  Dwarven history is full of tragedies like the one Jarvis was describing,  or so the books she'd read would lead her to believe.  Some people believed that it was no fault but the dwarves that they continued to happen.  That might be true,  but there were just about as many stories about Dwarven legions holding off the horrors of the underdark as there were tragedies.  Dwarves were a brave people,  and bravery is often punished.  She didn't really have anything to say to Jarvis,  but she did offer him a pat on the shoulder and a commiserating look.

[i]"Well they are better then my previous one Bernard."[/i]  Alyssa turned her head to see a raven climbing out of Vivian's clothes.  That would have probably been weird if Alyssa didn't know that spell herself.  Speaking of which she should probably replace her familiar one of these days.

[color=ed1c24]"Are we?  We're kinda weird."[/color]