Drake returned more than an hour later, just as darkness was well and truly creeping up on them.  Amanda had managed to get the fire burning fiercely, thanks mostly to the book of matches that Bonumzi had in his pocket, alongside his favorite smoking pipe and a small bag of Rum and Maple tobacco.  He had lit up just a few minutes before Drake returned and the sweet smell of the tobacco had filled the small campsite with a pleasant aroma.  Drake was sweating, but he smiled as he sat down with his back to the face of the boulder, placing the small backpack between his legs.  He pulled out the six bottles of water, now filled to the brim, and tossed one to each of them. 

“Hogsback’s finest natural spring water.” He chuckled, as he watched them drink. 

“Oh my G...

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