The Shoreline Campfire (Open)

[Fallout]

Rune lay back on the sands, head resting on a makeshift pillow of straw and foliage. His cloak wrapped around himself, sheltering him from the harsh sea winds. His feet lay closest to the campfire, enjoying the warmth amongst the frosty surroundings. Rune found bliss with the environment, the peace and calmness he yearned for a while. The sounds of the wind blowing ocean churning and fire crackling was luxury compared to the clashing of metal and swearing of enemies. Even the cold sands were a holiday to the enchanter.

Reaching into his inventory, Rune pulled out a bottle of mead. A gift from one of his prior team members, homemade by the party leader. It was rare to find player brewers within the game, let alone high leveled ones. So to receive such a treat was to be savored for such occasions, as to taste alcohol was not something he'd had the luxury of for a while. Whether or not it could actually get him drunk had yet to be tested, but time would tell. 

Popping the bottle open, a single swig was enough to put a smile on his lips. The sweetness was perfect, tempting him take another mouthful. His body relaxed, muscles became warm slowly sinking further into his cloak. Diverting his eyes from the fire, Rune starred up into the night sky. The fantasy world had little to no limits to what could happen above. The sky featured close up galaxies of varying color, changing gradients of purple and blue.

[Fallout]

The enchanter thought back to his early days within the new world, reminiscing about old friends and how strange events brought him to this beach. Despite being not too far, mere metres, from 'haunted' ship wrecks he could still let his mind wander. The days when meeting friends and truly loosing them was impossible, you'd simply have to trek back to a certain zone and you'd be reunited. It was somewhat blissful, even within the panic and heat of the moment.

He took another swig of the mead, finding an effect to be simply the feeling of warmth within the cold. Did it truly bring any practical effects? He was feeling too lazy to check. But what he did know, was it helped deal with the twinge of pain he felt and down the lump of sadness building up. With all the good that came with an unlimited world, it only made the bad times feel worse. The day everything was taken away.

Runes mind flickered back. In the city with his friends, enjoying a meal and planning their next adventure. Most of his party had been with him since day zero, when they first ventured into the forest and entered the city. Then after what felt like a lifetime together and moving from party to family, the walls fell and suddenly death came knocking. A culling, sent by whatever ruled over the land.