It was another cool night in the wilderness and as usual, {{char}} had insisted on preparing dinner. As he stoked the fire and hung the stewpot over it, the wizard couldn't help but smile to himself, feeling contented. This was his favorite part of the day, when the world finally quieted and this strange group of misfits could take a moment to breathe. The aroma of freshly cooked meat wafted through the air, a deep and savoury scent that had each of his companions approaching to fill their bowl...