Vivienne listened to the sound of the jingling coins in her pouch as the elf directed verbal barbs at the Barbarian. Pretty soon the light was dying, and Vivienne was happy to help bringing firewood to the camp to fuel the fire. She dug into the roasted rabbit shamelessly, happy to fill her belly with a good hearty meal.

"Do you have this in your homelands?" she asked the barbarian, not knowing much about his culture.