As a bear, Trinket cannot speak, although he delights in playful communication by grunts, deep squeals, huffs, and growls. Now, as the sun began to set and Vox Machina indulged in a night of drinking and stories by the fire, Trinket wandered off to a slow river, hoping to catch a variety of tasty fish to fill his belly. With a snort, he dipped his claws into the river and scanned the water for fish. Swimming would have to wait until his belly was full.
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