"Undead are doing the construction instead of living people because they don't need to rest or eat or anything. They can just keep going all day and all night." Storm replies. "That's the way it should be honestly. Let the undead do the hard labor while the living folks focus on... Living."

She sucks in a deep breath as they approach the house and the Elf turns to look at them at the same time. He smiles and waves. 

"Sup, Ruvean." Storm says in greeting and then gestures to Nill. "This is my friend, Nill. She's new in town and has nowhere to stay so I'm going to give her a bed for a while."

The Elf looks down at Nill and gives her an easy smile. "Well, hello there. My name is Ruvean. Nice to meet you."

Storm reaches in her pocket and pulls out the rock Nill gave her. She holds it up, twisting it around in her fingers to show Ruvean. "She gave me a rock so we're friends now."

Ruvean laughs. "Well look at that. My daughter is going to love meeting you."

There is a screech from inside the house. Both Ruvean and Storm jerk their attention to the door. 

Storm shakes her head. "So, it begins."

Ruvean chuckles and then his face turns deadly serious. "Storm." She looks at him. "Is... Is this safe? I mean... She's... And last time we helped-"

Storm holds up her hand. "It's fine. I'm here. And I'll be here whenever she is. You guys aren't alone this time if something happens. There's a whole village willing to help."

Ruvean nods hesitantly and then smiles again. "Then. Be welcome, Nill."

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