A few months ago, when Jorael was traveling with his companions in the Dark Forest, he and Kimora stood guard from the top of a tree while the rest slept on a seemingly quiet night.
"You can rest if you want, I'll keep an eye on the monsters." Jorael whispered to the woman.
"Ya sleep so little dat I don't know how ya can stay upright during the day..." Kimora commented without listening to him.
"...for most of the time, I do prefer not to sleep.
Well, how about telling stories to get through the night quickly..." he suggested.
"Fuck yeah, ya start." she said excitedly to hear new stories.
"What do I have to tell you?" Jorael asked.
"Um... what about your Quests?
Have ya ever faced something weird during Guild missions?" Kimora asked, eager to know.
"...Northum, but I won't talk about it." he whispered, trying to erase an annoying memory from his mind.
