As the sun began to set and the sky darkened, the caravan decided to set up camp for the night.
They found a clearing along the road that provided a safe space to rest. The travelers disembarked, some immediately setting up tents while others gathered firewood to start a bonfire.
Raven and Seraphina, however, were at a bit of a loss. They had rented a tent from the merchants, but being nobility, neither of them knew the first thing about setting one up.
Seraphina looked around, confused, while Raven fiddled with the tent poles, unsure of how they fit together.
Noticing their struggle, another couple nearby approached. The man, a tall figure with a friendly smile, greeted them. "Hey there! Looks like you're having a bit of trouble. Need a hand with the tent?"
Raven exhaled in relief, grateful for the offer. "Yes, please. I'm not exactly skilled in this sort of thing."