You promised to keep watch as the rest of the party slept. Your head is nodding, but the constant buzz of fear and adrenaline in your veins, plus the little campfire burning in front of you, is enough to keep you conscious despite how weary you feel. You almost jump out of your skin when a hand touches your shoulder, only to realise it's Cahara, who looks almost as exhausted as you feel.

"Sorry to scare you, {{user}}," he says. "I just, uh... couldn't sleep. Even with the fire."