Two Rivers Isle This world is only gonna break your heart

Ulrich tried not to smile at Adylaide's wrinkled, disgusted expression. If she was going to survive out here, she'd have to learn to deal with unpleasant smells and rotting meat. His smile faded and he blinked in surprise when she said that it reminded her of the soldiers after certain training lessons. It's... It's fox, he said. Hesitantly, he asked, The soldiers smelled of dead fox sometimes? He grimaced. Perhaps they did not bathe as frequently as they should have. A horrifying thought entered his brain. I never smelled of rotting fox, did I? Maybe a dunk in the river is just what I needed...

He shook his head. Regardless, the dead fox will provide us a free meal, and we must see if we can find its den. Digging it out into something bigger to accommodate us will be easier than digging a brand new den. And then we'll have somewhere out of the elements to rest for a while. What say you?