The three of them sat around a fire, absorbing its warmth while they watched the bear meat cooking slowly on the pit. When the fat renders out and drips onto the fire, it would crackle and pop, sizzling temptingly. Compared to the fierce winds of the outside, it was far safer and warmer to be inside the cave. As they were in a difficult situation, being chased all throughout the continent, even a crude cave like this one had become heaven for them.
Ysilnod worked hard, skinning the bear and scraping the fat off. After washing the leather with some snow, he decided to sew some clothes and bed rolls from the material. The sharp needle crafted from bone danced in the fingers of the drow. The entire party was silent as if in tacit agreement not to speak. After filling her belly, Nidia mulled
