Nimol wasn't used to seeing another Slig on the verge of depression like this. "Whoa whoa mate, that's alright... Here, you could use one of these". He handed out a cig to Khain. "No offense Ty, but I didn't think you'd like cigs, if you don't like booze". He showed Typo the cig packet. "These aren't the proper cigs we used to smoke in the barracks anyway, only 20% tar cigs... a lot less toxic, cheaper too". He sighed and continued his way to clean water.
After a minute of walking he stopped, the river was much clearer down this path... an ideal place to pick up some fresh water. "Alright everyone, it's filling up time. Hydra, Typo, Khain, I assume you've done this before". He smiled and lowered his bucket into the water. After the bucket was full, he started walking towards his hut.
He was looking at the others, "So, is there any other locals around here I should know about? Is it only Sligs here or some other species too?".
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