Bitter

Erik listened to the man's tale, holding his judgement until Garand had walked ahead.
"We can not trust him. Bandits are the lowest of life and if he truly had done wrong, it will do us no good to keep company with him."
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Kespin rummaged through a cluster of fungi, noting the delicate structures coloration as a non-toxic variety. He stuffed them into his cloak as he heard steps.
"Thief! Done with our fit I hope? I wonder, would mushroom be of your fancy?"