As she wandered up the path Kis caught the smell of burning flesh on the wind. Immediately she was on her guard, darting off between the trees as she slid her new blades out of their sheaths. Carefully she made her way around the farm's perimeter, preparing herself for the worst until finally she caught sight of the bonfire.

A large pig was slowly being roasted on a spit as two of the younger adventurers turned it over in the flames. Nearby an older adventurer with a belly almost large enough to fit the pig in whole was pouring seasoned oils over the carcass, carefully basting every piece of the beast as its skin began to crackle and pop from the heat.

Relaxing Kis slipped her blades away before stepping out of the shadows. "Well met, friends," She called, waving over to the party members as she walked towards the fire. "That's a fine beast you have, do you mind if I share in your feast? I can trade you some of my own prizes to help sweeten the pot." As she spoke Kismet reached down and pulled two skinned rabbits from her pouch, their salted bodies preserved and fresh.