Neverwinter Forest A Thief in the Night

Wraen furrowed her brow, because she did not fully understand the intended joke about "having holes", but, since she was not too sure, if she wanted to know, what it was, she did not press for an explanation. And understanding smile gave way to the earlier confusion, when Mal spoke about, how the prey-situation here was not much better here than anywhere else. Had he spoken about Moonspear's general attitude to their place on this Earth, she would have admitted whole-heartedly and even joked about it too.

"Yeah, we among our group had also some discussion about, what would be better - staying or moving elsewhere in the hopes that the grass is greener and there is more food," Wraen still did not know the right answer to this question, likely she would never find out either. You could make that kind of judgements only months, even years later. In the present - there was no way of knowing, if anything would make things to improve.

"What about those people with bad attitudes - what kind of trouble have they been giving to you?" she asked. "Do they belong to the known neighbours or are they random a-holes?"