None of these disgusting companions are worthy of licking my boots, let alone sharing my bed: a githyanki savage and two males who I allow to accompany me for now; perhaps they will make a nice gift to the Matron Mother, perhaps I will sell them to the fighting pits. As for the others, the darthiir made me sick just looking at him, he's in the dirt where he and all his traitor kin belong, and the cleric made a fitting sacrifice to Lolth to beseech her aid.
