Steppe Archer beamed as they walked away, a job well done under their belts, and a rumbling in their stomachs. Steppe Archer slumped a bit at hearing the druid girl's stomach, her own seemingly agreeing as it grumbled. [color=CC6633][b]"I uh...don't really have money for food tonight but I'd gladly share your room. Hehe...most of my money goes into stabling my horse,"[/b][/color] Steppe Archer admitted, scratching the back of her head. Looking to their Lizardman friend, Steppe Archer would say: [color=CC6633][b]"But I won't go sleeping in a bed if our big pal here has to sleep on the floor,[/b][/color] feeling like it wouldn't be fair for him if Steppe Archer got better treatment for being a girl. And small.

Fishing through her backpack, Steppe Archer would offer an apple to the druid girl, smiling. [color=CC6633][b]"Its not much, but it might help you save a little by fighting off hunger pangs for the night,"[/b][/color] the archer would say, just as her own stomach grumbled.