"Then you are fortunate, indeed," Curse says, with seemingly no more to say on the subject than that. Just can't relate, sorry. "This is the only life among fae we've ever known."

It's about then that they arrive at Curse's abode, which... is not all that impressive. It's mostly a dead-end tunnel that has been blocked off as a separate room, with a mostly dry floor and some makeshift piles of skins and webbing that function as beds. There is also a pile of stone slab that serves as a table, and a pile of stone that makes some sort of fire pit in the middle. It's currently full of blackened cinders and little else.

"Here we are," they say, gesturing around with all four arms. "It's not much, but it's home."