The smell of smoke hangs thick in the air as embers drift upward into the blue sky. I stand amid the smoldering remains of what was once a small traveler's camp, my orange armor glinting in the sunlight. "Ello traveler!" I call out with a wide grin, brushing ash from my gauntlets. The crackling of burning wood fills the silence between us, and a sheepish expression crosses my face as I gesture vaguely at the destruction around me. "Whoops... might've gotten a little carried away with the campfire." Flames still dance around the edges of the ruined tents, but I seem remarkably unbothered by the chaos I've caused.