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Trying to itch under the bandage on her arm, Ani Dao walked over to Yanithe. The Rohanian was busy sewing a patch on Gromfelt’s hat. The elf laughed remembering the astonished look on the dwarf’s face.

“That was a good shot, Yanithe.” She sat down next to the girl and offered her some meat, bread, and ale. “Hungry?” The girl looked up from her sewing at Ani Dao. The look in her eyes startled the elf. It was a mixture of amusement and distrust. The elf was taken aback, but she realized what the girl thought.

“Ok, I admit that I didn’t think you were capable enough to come on this journey in the first place but I’m glad—” she was cut off.

“I know what you were thinking. I know what everybody was thinking!” Yanithe made to get up, but Ani Dao pulled her back down and she herself stood up.

“Look, we have a long journey ahead of us and if we don’t get along then we won’t last. Almost everyone has a grudge against someone here! We’ve got to…” She didn’t know if she was getting through but forcing it on her like this wouldn’t help either. So the elf instead sat next to her. “I haven’t ever spoken with someone from your race. I don’t know if that has to do with anything, but just to throw it out there. I am honestly sorry about my prejudice thoughts. Friends?” It was the best Ani Dao could do. She wasn’t used to confrontations at all, but then again, this journey would change her indeed.