Laying in bed, with both his summons using him as a pillow, Aoni stared up at the newly created bedroom ceiling with tired eyes.
'I've done everything I possibly could, from crafting boxes that not only can fit inside my inventory but have massive internal storage as well, to stocking up on food for the girls and leaving detailed instructions for Nyria to follow in my absence.' Thinking about all the valuables he'd gathered throughout his clearings, Aoni's mind drifted a bit.
'For the most part, I've gathered everything I can sell outside…providing I don't get caught first, but that's where the backpack comes into play.'
Turning his head to the side and looking at the desk on the opposite side of the 10x10 foot bedroom, Aoni saw the leather backpack he'd crafted two days ago.