A place like home

Dyvia lit up at the mention of going to a dwarves town.
"It would be best if we went with them, we could get better weapons and fix up ourselves and our things."
She didn't want to get her hopes up, but to taste genuine dwarven ale like last night would be divine.
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Erik felt wary about trusting the dwarves, more so out of habit than any real experience.
You gave this group a chance.
Only because they proved themselves.
Grumbling at himself, he walked over to Dyvia.
"I...I want to apologise for your necklace. I have a strong disliking for chains but I know it was vital in releasing Tiella's rogue magic from me."
Dyvia at first turned towards the Jotun with a hate filled glare. Hearing his apology, she choked down her pride, but couldn't fully let it go.
"I can fix the chain, it's fine."
She quickly left to help the other dwarves prepare to leave.