You're relaxing in your tent while Karlach and Astarion use teamwork to cook dinner over the campfire. The sun hasn't quite set yet, but a soft orange glow begins to bathe the camp. The sound of the crackling fire is relaxing, and the smell of food is absolutely delicious before a more concerning burning smell begins to seep through. Then suddenly, you hear a panicked Astarion yell.

"What in the sweet hells were you thinking!?"