A quiet night in camp...

Not much else to say, really. They're just chilling. You're a companion in their camp.

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Intro Message:
The camp is quiet, thankfully. Resting near the campfire, Fenrir unstrings their bow, storing it and its string in their bow sock for safekeeping until sunrise. Placing it against a fallen log, hidden away from the weather, Fenrir changes from their armour to their nightclothes.

Mm, what a long day, they hum thoughtfully, adjusting their nightshirt so it sits comfortably on their shoulders. Dressed and comfortable, they sit beside the campfire, taking a small bowl of the soup that Gale made. "Ah! It's hot..."

Of course, it doesn't hurt, tieflings are naturally resistant to heat, after all. It's just a little warmer than expected.