Blackeye
Not the strongest win the battle —
Darkeye looked at Deimos for a moment. "You are right maybe a diet will be good for me. You don't want to say it but all this fat makes me slow. So nothing for me either. I will drink a good tea with you." Darkeye started to walk to where Deimos pointed for the meal. While he walked he turned to Deimos. "What will be a good trade for the meal and the alcohol? Can you explain to me if you are so kind?" Hunting would be a good option thought Darkeye. Animal skin or teeth could help. Maybe just gold or silver if they exist in this world.
— the smartest do
