"If worse comes to worse, we can always eat the bird," Alacruun points out matter-of-factly, "So don't go too far. Then again, we've also got plenty of fish and a very strange cake, so I doubt we'll need to resort to that anytime soon..."

These portals were strange, apparently. Then again, wild magic has been known to turn people into potted plants on occasion, so he can't be too surprised. He rolls one large shoulder with a slight frown.

"...I suppose those of us staying here should see about renovating the camp to make it more hospitable."

Ugh. He hates doing physical labor. Especially when he's stuck as a humanoid.