“You cook? Very good! Shortfang only know food cook with fire taste good.” As they approached the camp some people have you and Shortfang strange looks. “You strange, Sylvia. Humies don’t like kobolds. Kobold not like Dragonborn or Lizardfolk. Even orc more normal than kobold. Shortfang sorry if Shortfang koboldness cause trouble.” He says with a bit of tired frustration as you finally reach your tent. Pylia had set out her bedroll here and had a small campfire going. When she saw you she waves you over.

“Hey! Just in time, just got the fire stoked. She tossed in a small handful of powder that created a green smoke for a short while. “That should keep the bugs from us for a while, as long as the fire keeps going. Did you two get everything you need?”