Vis raised his voice, "I belief thath we should pool thome coin to buy thupplies for all uf uth." they shouldn't be depending on individual supplies, some most likely didn't have any, Vis supposed, him only having 60 coins, a set of stag antlers and a child's enyclopedia. He took a long hard look at his group, casting green light on every member to scrutinize them, they had a paladin, a sword puncher, a gnome, a rather curvaceous woman and another woman who looked a bit out of it; he could tell that the adventure was going to be something. "Leth all chip in thome coin and buy rathions, things thath will latht a while. Green appleth, hard loafths of bread, dried meath." he had been on the road for a long time and understood what to bring and what not to bring, from personal experience of finding that all the food had rotted in his bag. "And wather thacks."

Vis whinced internally, every time he lisped.