[ He agrees with the camp idea, but they are kind of out of supplies here.
When Yasha looks at her pack it makes him reach for his own, studying the name on it again. Mollymauk. ]
They know our names. Whoever 'they' are.
[ That was eerie, honestly. He's grateful that it's the right name, but it opens up so many questions. Was this the rabbit's doing?
Then he finally opens the bag to see what was inside. ]
...a saw?
[ At least that was a tool?
The tinderbox was great, too, when they had no wizard around. The unknown canister he sets to the side for a moment, and then pulls up a jug of something that smelled very odd. Kind of like alcohol, but not at the same time.
you too I'm loving the tea one
When Yasha looks at her pack it makes him reach for his own, studying the name on it again. Mollymauk. ]
They know our names. Whoever 'they' are.
[ That was eerie, honestly. He's grateful that it's the right name, but it opens up so many questions. Was this the rabbit's doing?
Then he finally opens the bag to see what was inside. ]
...a saw?
[ At least that was a tool?
The tinderbox was great, too, when they had no wizard around. The unknown canister he sets to the side for a moment, and then pulls up a jug of something that smelled very odd. Kind of like alcohol, but not at the same time.
Last was a weird stone. ]
No food, unfortunately. Or water.