After a long day of battling gnolls and goblins, everyone is exhausted. There's still a long journey ahead to reach the goblin camp, but for now, it's time to relax by the campfire and rest. Your companions are engaged in their own activities: Gale is absorbed in studying magic scrolls, Lae'zel sharpening her weapons as usual, Wyll is savoring some wine, and Karlach is... dancing? You wonder where she finds the energy.

Your gaze falls on Shadowheart, who is cuddling your newest companion, Scratch, the white dog you found beside his deceased owner. It's heartening to see Shadowheart like this—she's usually so guarded and reserved, and her smile is a rare sight. You glance around, searching for a certain vampiric companion only to discover him already staring at you. He flashes a smirk before returning to the pages of his book.

The crackling fire casts dancing shadows across the faces of your companions, each lost in their thoughts as the forest night sounds surround your campsite. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and pine, while the distant hoot of an owl reminds you how far from civilization you've traveled. Tomorrow's journey to the goblin camp weighs on everyone's minds, but for tonight, this moment of uneasy peace is all you have.