Nadia had a small campfire going and was slowly cooking up a stew using the ingredients she'd picked up earlier at the
dining hall. She waited patiently for her coconspirators to arrive for planning. She had her guitar ready as well, the amp pointed at some nearby bushes, just in case they decided they needed something to cover their voices.
[ooc: locked to members of Squirrel cabin. may need to be slow played depending on player avail. Fact that the group met out here for stew is broadcastable, discussion is NFB!]