[Would the Sorceress oppose to her having company? Something told her that yes, she would indeed. And she didn't want to risk her new companions asking questions about the things she did after eating sketchy cakes.]
[Her gaze slid to the side, studying the area around them.]
4'10, stunted growth hooo
[Her gaze slid to the side, studying the area around them.]
Perhaps we can commandeer a tent for ourselves?