"Listen, the Dagger of Vaylnon according to Gilmore are in these forgotten Lands." Vax says.

He points to the map. I stand up. I pull myself to the map. 

"These lands are called Irok Unculur." I say.

"What language is that?" Vex asks me.

"Gibberish?" Grog asks.

"No. Blood Hunter, very old, I'm probably the only person who could read it." I say.

"I'm going to regret asking this, but what exactly does it mean?" Percy asks walking over.

"It means the Land that Devours and Bleeds." I say.

"That is... terrifying." Keyleth says.

"Trust me, it is. It is fucking terrifying." I say.

"You've been, you know the terrain." Vex says.

"I do. I can lead you there, but it is extremely dangerous." I say.

"Good." Vex says.

"Thank Everlight." Pike smiles.

"Oh brother." I hit myself.

"What?" Vax looks at me.

"Do you guys always react in the face of death with laughter?" I ask.

"Yes." They all say.

I let out a breath.

"Good." I say.

I stand up.

"Elf boy, join me for a drink." I grab his collar.

"Don't have to tell me twice." Vax smiles.

"You two better bring us some!" Vex calls.

Vax looks at me. I nod at Vex. I keep gripping his color. The ladies around look at us. I wink at one. She nods. She opens the curtains to a private chamber. I pull Vax inside. His eyes widen and he adorably squeals. I push him down. I sit beside him.

"Well, my handsome elf, would you like a drink?" I ask.

He grabs my chest and presses his face into mine.

"I prefer a sweeter taste." Vax pulls off his coat.

"Oh... I'm sure you do." I move my hand down his chest.