camp

"Here, take this before those Dreadlords drink up everything before that fire dies." Rhidian handed Mercer Alwin a wooden cup of ale, having been too slow to manage wine. He moved to sit beside the quiet Initiate, not at all here to make company, but to sit with her in silence if that was what...

(Pixabay) Zeri got the small fire going in the low light of the fading day. She had established a modest camp. A small lean-to tent made of hide, her bedroll laid out beneath it. Her traveling pack she had at the foot of her bedroll. Between two close trees she had tied a line of twine...