In the abandoned village of Pinegrove, a celebration was underway around a roaring bonfire. The villagers, rescued by Oliver and his companions, danced and sang in joyful abandon, celebrating their miraculous escape from the clutches of death.
Violanda and Oliver had made use of the supplies they had recovered from the bandit camp, distributing food and drink to all who had gathered. The warmth of the fire flickered across their faces as the air filled with the sounds of laughter and cheerful chatter. Plates were piled high with hearty bread, roasted meats, and fruits, while tankards of ale and wine flowed freely. The earthy scent of freshly baked bread mingled with the savory aroma of roasting game, and the crackling fire added to the merriment of the evening.