A soft orange light illuminated the frozen hellscape, as the party gathered around a small fire in a moment of leisure and recuperation.
They had fought a dozen different groups of Elves and their Yeti bodyguards, gathering plenty of meat from the latter. They left the meat of the former completely alone.
Even Belladonna, who treated people like walking juice boxes, was naturally uncomfortable with the thought of eating something that was human-like. The Yeti's, however, were beastial enough that it didn't matter to them.
So whilst Belladonna was cooking Yeti Skewers over the fire, and Figg was using the time to prepare more robust Ice Resistance potions to keep away the bone chilling cold, a few questions were naturally floated around the camp site.
