Although, they may not have been aware to it a moment ago, the group at the camp at some point or another caught the smell of roasting pork in the air. Alongside that, a barely audible song was being sang in a deep hearty tone.
Garsin had been woken up in his sleep last night to the sound of a wandering boar. Seizing the golden opportunity, he dropped straight down from the large tree he was resting in and used his light sword to stab deep into the animal, killing it. With a smile on his face he cleaned his blade and happily prepped the boar for a good roasting. After a day without seeing any good bears to hunt, he was hungry and ready to hunt for some game instead.
By the early light of the morning he had the meat over a spit. To pass the Time, he decided to heartily sing a shanty he remembered from his time as a, ahem 'sailor'. He decided to start with a funny tune that told the tale of a man who, due to what he felt was neglect from his wife, sought the company of many other lovers, but ended up backfiring and at the end, the man is said to be 'sleeping with fishier company" leagues under the sea.