Up the hill, there's a burning bonfire. Beside it, a tablecloth's been spread on the ground, with various deli

Up the hill, there's a burning bonfire. Beside it, a tablecloth's been spread on the ground, with various delicacies on it. Annamede plucks at the strings of her lute until she sees you and waves hello. "Ah, the host of the hunt comes to pay us a visit! Welcome to our table!"