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Vragi seemed to have offended Basalah - any reason that his comment could have been considered rude had clearly gone over his head before he had made the remark. “Ah...OK, noted!” he blurted, waving his hands, perhaps in apology or defense. What exactly this ‘ascension’ was that the raccoon was seeking he had no idea, but he thought he’d best avoid prying for now so as to not cause further insult.

He nodded as if making a mental note as the Robloxian answered his question. Learning the layout of the ship sounded a good challenge to him so he’d be sure to have a go when he got the chance. He was just taking a long, thoughtful swig of his beverage when one of the few inquired about the newcomers’ homes. Pushing his tankard to the side so it obscured only half of his face from everyone’s vision, he took it upon himself to go first.

“Oh, well my hometown Nidvell is very dark and stuffy and mostly underground. And there’s soot everywhere.” The dwarf said jovially. “We mostly trade in smithing, see, so it’s very much like one huge furnace. Most of the light comes from the lava streams and glowing algae in the water.”