Securing her weapons against the curios hands of the children, Daria surveys the camp, noting that there are no defences to speak of, but then again it wouldn’t take much effort to pack up two tents, so defending a specific piece of land would not matter as much to the forest folk as it did to the soldiers of the Fort.<br/>“Tavvy,” the elven girl smiles at Deneva before adding. “I can already climb the oak trees to get grey bird eggs,” followed by a pause: your cue to be impressed. The boy, having been thwarted in his quest to get a better look at the equipment in the chest, focuses his attention on Red. “Do they have trees there?”<br/>Meanwhile the two humans are placed near the fire and are given a mixture of vegetable soup and wine. The rest of your receive the soup with a thick chunk of the cooked meat in  bowls of carved wood. “Our brothers will find any other washed up further along the beach,” Rafan says as you sit down some distance from the fire. “We may miss a well hidden piece of debris, but any survivors will be found and help offered too them," he glances over at the two humans, the one who spoke earlier is now gently consoling the still mute one. "To speak of more cheerful matters, what you bring you and your friends here...Deneev?"