July, 1989

Several hours from the nearest town, Camp Honey Hollow sat near the heart of a vast forest of sprawling trees.

Come the summer, a small fleet of buses would roll through the wooden welcoming arch to release droves upon droves of children of all shapes and sizes with varying levels of enthusiasm onto the camp grounds overlooking its picturesque lake. Centaur children and fauns easily outran the rest of their peers on their hoofed feet as they clambered from the bus, but there was always a swarm of little goblins and humans and tieflings and orcs not far behind.

Camp Honey Hollow was established shortly after the Rift Accords allowed for peaceful interactions between all Riftborn races and humans, and proudly became an all-inclusive summer camp that boasted a wide range of activities for their campers to enjoy. Everything from kayaking to tie dyeing to hiking through the surrounding woods. And as a result of all their activities, the camp employed an array of counselors to help manage the facilities and mind the campers.

Valerie Johnson was a new counselor.

Her family had just moved back into the area after moving away in her childhood, and while not hard up for cash, Honey Hollow paid its counselors relatively well so she was enticed made the trip up to the campgrounds in her mother’s old car to make the most out of her summer vacation back from her Junior year in college.

The other counselors were all around Valerie’s age, save for the handful of adult staff members; she had no trouble fitting in, and striking up conversations with the people she’d be working with closely for the rest of the summer. Valerie was one of the few humans amongst the staff, tall and shapely with an attractive figure even while wearing the camp’s mandatory canary yellow shirt, Honey Hollow printed across the front in big bold letters. Valerie had warm tanned skin and dark eyes and long brown hair that she tied back into a ponytail with a bandanna, her hair bobbing with each step she took.

Honey Hollow was picturesque in its daylight hours and peaceful, almost eerie, in its nights. With the campers all tucked into bed, there was little else for the counselors to do save for their hourly scheduled patrols of the campgrounds. A measure taken to ensure those with mischief in mind were returned to their cabins unscathed.

The curfew however did not apply to the counselors.

Holding her breath, Valerie crept out of the window of her assigned cabin and into the balmy summer night. A cabin was assigned two counselors, and while Valerie’s fellow counselor was fast asleep in their bed along with the eight or so children in their bunk-beds, Valerie had much more exciting plans for the night.

As she closed the window, and hastened towards the shores of the lake, Valerie could already see the flicker of the bonfire in the distance, and the familiar shapes of the other counselors in revelry around the light.

Valerie grinned to herself, and excitedly picked up her pace.

From what she’d heard, these secret parties had good booze and good times. And she'd been flirting with a fellow counselor over the past few weeks; the party was as good a time as any to shoot her shot.

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