Befram

Ikale felt a cold shudder for some reason when L’eo uttered the words “men’s night”, for some reason that gave him a bad feeling, judging from Kalivs face palm he felt about the same way, though he guessed any mans company was worse than the lady you had a crush on, this was just confirmed when he voiced his opinion about it.

Though Ikale relaxed a bit when he heard it was just a bookclub, though not the best option it could certainly be worse, he liked to read after all, but still those things weren't his favorite hoby, he surely hoped he had better things to do.
“Well that sounds,, interesting L’eo, but I got two objections, first, where will we find these books as this villages library isn’t exactly, let’s just say complete, and I had other plans for today, like trying to find a werewolf corpse right now actually”, Ikale said and then turned to Kaliv, “suppose you don’t know if they got any recently hanged killer, or be willing to sell a killers body, or if they just try to kill me for asking, and if not if they got some alchemistical (is that even a word?) equipment somewhere around here they mind sharing?"