Aldacot grins from the contagious glee of Kriska.
Well, sounds like you've been having some adventures, then.
Turns to Kerrigan
And you, my friend, I wish you luck in finding the druid, and if I am able, I will go with you, but we will see.
He looks hungrily at Kerrigan's food, and considers buying some for himself, but he looks at his meagre purse and thinks better of it.
Aldacot - the mysterious elf with a taste for (lots of) ale