Nazili, Tordek, Nero

Nazili sits next to Nero and Tordek during a rest stop. "You boys doing alright?"

Nero, cleaning a few empty potion bottles, "Yes. I suppose. I wish we took more bathroom breaks." As an aside to Tordek he says, "Remind me to NOT put the healing potions in these bottles."

Nazili gulps. "Oh dear."

"Ah, it will be alright. I don't mind the taste of piss it means I don't die." Tordek pauses as he checks the fuel gauge on his construct, seeing the recently found elves walk by. "Well maybe keep track of which ones you give to who, I doubt everyone shares my sentiment."

"Maybe like," Nazili leans in close to Nero and whispers in his ear with the utmost stealth, "give those ones to Volsunga." Nazili's ears flick as she listens to make sure the mean genasi lady doesn't catch wind of the statement.

Nero’s ears flatten out, “I ... I wouldn’t want to anger her.” He steals a glimpse over at the mean lady.

Nazili chuckles under her breath. "Well if she tries anything, I won't hesitate to put her in her place.