Kormwind, Dex to his friends, is being followed around by two youngsters, a human child and hir hellkin twin. When asked why they follow, the children ask to be taught to cook, taught to make things, taught to grow things, so they won't go hungry again. And the other children in the home won't go hungry anymore, either. -- Anon Guest
[AN: This has to happen while he was off being an Adventurer and not a Prince]
Dex had been viewing his crew's general fucking around in this village as an opportunity for downtime. Their artificer was in a complicated project and the rest of them were alternately helping her or waiting for the whole thing to be done. Meanwhile, they had small jobs. Most of the time.
Dex had spent most of his time in domesticity. Hunting, farming, cooking. Basic repairs and generalised maintenance of anything that needed it and caught his attention.
Then there were the kids. Two of them specifically. Hand in hand, Human and Hellkin. They had a scurrying way of moving around the villagers. Well. Avoiding the villagers. As Dex recalled, they did have adult supervision, but that was more in the form of a grandmother than anyone young enough to keep up with them. When she was in fine fettle, Grandma Oldyn was a force of nature.
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