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Whimsy winds blow drunkenly through the cleaning, patting the flames around the odd party. The atmosphere was silent and dull, High elf archer yawned loudly starring at the shining stars. She rubs her long delicate green locks, "So why did you all become adventurers?" She asks. "For the exquisite cuisine, obviously." Dwarf shaman says. "For you." Says lizardman priest handing a skewer of meat to the dwarf.v"Well, What about you." Dwarf shaman asks the high elf. "Well I've always longed to see the outside world..." She says before she's cut off by the dwarfs yell of "This is delicious." "Hey I was talking." The high elf says. "I'm so glad it's to your liking." Says the lizardman. "What type of animal is it?" Asks the dwarf. "That is the meat of a swamp creature." The lizardman causing the high elf eww audibly in disgust as the dwarf continues to eat. "A rabbit like you couldn't possibly understand biting into fresh steaming hunk of flesh." The dwarf says through mouthfuls. "There's hot soup too, would you like some?" Priestess asks. "Yes thank you." The elf says. "Ah, mmm, it's tastes wonderful." The elf says after a spoonful. "I hope the raise my status by rooting out heresy so I can maybe become a dragon." "Huh" priestess says in confusion. "That's why I became an adventurer." Says the lizardman. "Oh right." Says priestess. A presence looms over the campsite causing everyone to look at goblin slayer and gasp at the presence. "Goblins." Goblin slayer says bluntly. "Yeah I'm pretty sure all of us had that one figured out." High elf archer says. "That soup was delicious." The archer says to priestess, "It's only fair I give you something In return." She adds while rummaging through her pack. "Here elven traveling rations." She says showing priestess a set yellow treats with a cross carved wrapped in leaves. "We're not supposed to give these to others but this is a special occasion." She says handing one to priestess. Priestess takes a nibble and says "so good." "I'm glad you like it." Beamed the archer. "Alright then I'll have to offer something too then." The dwarf says pulling out a large container of liquid causing the elf to stare. "Fire wine a dwarven brew made in our cellars." The dwarf says looking at the elf's confusion. "Fire wine?" The elf says.
"Surely someone of your advanced age and considerably maturity had tible or two before." He says mockingly. "Don't you mock me, of course I've had." She says clearly annoyed taking the ladle out the pot and having a drink. The elf gasps for are as she turns red and begins to cough. "Would some water help, maybe." Priestess asks clearly scared at the reaction while the dwarf chuckles at the elf "Go on beard cutter have a swig." The dwarf says handing goblin slayer a ladle full. Goblin slayer slightly lifts his helmet to drink the liquid as priestess stares at his slightly visible face.
"Not bad eh kid." Says the dwarf.
The fire cracked around the scene and lights up goblin slayers gear and silence falls over the party only interrupted by "Uhhh, come take it off for a few minutes while your eating why do you need it anyone." Says the clearly drunk elf shaking Goblin slayers helmet. Goblin slayer replies "So I'm not knocked out in the event of an ambush." Clearly in discomfort. The rest of camp look on shock. "Yeah she's going to feel that in the morning." The dwarf says. "Urrrr, it's your turn to share something with us, Hello did you fall asleep in there?" The tipsy archer asks. "He's quiet because he's thinking about something." Priestess says to the dwarf. "How can you tell?" Asks the dwarf. "Will this do?" Goblin slayer asks unwrapping a wheel of cheese. "What ever is that?" The lizardman asks. "Cheese." goblin slayer his bluntness shining brighter than the flames. "It's made from fermented cow or goats milk then hardened." He adds. "Hold on you've never heard off cheese before scaly." The dwarf questions as the lizards examines and sniffs the cheese. "My people only hunt beasts rather than raise them so products like this are foreign to us." The lizard says. "Give it here I'll cut it for you." The still drunk elf says pulling up a knife in a sweet but threatening way.
The cheese is roasted on the fire and appraisal is shot round the fire. "Nectar, this is surely the nectar of the gods." Yells lizard. While the elf compares it to a Banana. "Is this from the cows on that farm?" Priestess asks. "It is." Replies Goblin slayer. "It's wonderful." Priestess say. "Good." Goblin slayer says.
The high elf tries to have a look at goblin slayers bag like a curious child on all fours. "Don't touch them." Goblin slayer says scaring the elf. "There dangerous." He adds turning around to the archer. "I just wanted a peek." Says the archer pouting like a child. "That's not a good idea." Says goblin slayer. "That's a magic scroll right I've never seen one before." Asks the elf. "Such scrolls obtain powerful magic that is now lost to us, they require no expertise to wield one unrolled ,even a child could use the spell within." The lizard man says "Indeed they could contain any variety of spells and each one can only be used once, most party's rely on their own magic and sell these off to collectors and researchers for profit. Priestess suddenly remembers her conversation with the purple witch from earlier she was on about a scroll causing priestess to gasp. "Well fine at least tell me what kinda spell you got there." the archer asks. "No what if the goblins capture you and you tell them what's in it's" goblin slayer says. " I'm beginning to think you don't like me very much at all." The still drunk high elf says eyeing him up. "I'm not particular." Goblin slayer says. "Leave the man alone It's no use he's more stubborn than I am after he's beard cutter." "Orcbalg." "Goblin slayer." The elf, the dwarf and the lizard man say at the same time causing a laugh around the fire as the three argue. "It's just goblin slayer." He says causing priestess to giggle and smile.