Around a Campfire...

[Nosdyn]

(Open to all MIGHT contain erotic footage hahah yall know how I do. Lowbies all welcome. Coincides with Death Undone thread.)

Nosdyn Krotar looks at the lit campfire carefully. It was night that night. He was staring into the flames, thinking of the past. His eyes were narrowed as he thought of Ettermire. Those mean streets of Ettermire. He wore his hooded black cloak about his person. Winter was coming.

He sat on a log and his tent was located nearby. Well maintained. It had markings of the Tular Plains, Haidia and the marks of his clan, that stylized symbol of Krotar. It was a fancy red "K" style symbol in the written symbolic language of his people.

He had food cooking on the campire. He was drinking hot chocolate from a fancy goblet. He thought about many matters. Days earlier he had taken care of the parcel from his township comprised of undead and a few of the same type of demon as he. Tular Plains would become lively again thanks to the efforts of he and his people.

But for that night, he was an old demon standing around a campfire in the wilderness...

(That old joke about heroes surrounding a campfire. Telling old stories and what not. Open to all come get yalls exp yo)