I Need To Get Out Of Here

Raegar stood by a lake while watching the caravan set up a tent while Theodore spoke to the Nytherian guards who were protecting the dungeon's entrance. He was eating some bread as Lycaon approached.

''What are you eating?'' he asked while sniffing the air. ''It smells divine.''

''Camping bread,'' Raegar answered before taking another two out of his magic bag. ''Try it and give some to Nymeria.''

The older man's smile grew wider as he accepted the food. ''Thanks, Raegar. I might have to ask for the recipe if we like it.''

''That's okay, I don't mind sharing,'' he answered before returning to the lake.

Lycaon walked off after saying goodnight and went to his tent. Following that, Raegar started a fire so he could cook some monster meat. While waiting for it, Nymeria appeared with a sweet smile.

''Do you mind if I join you, young one?'' she asked.