The road to return from their diplomatic expedition back to the camp turned out to be way easier than it was when they went out the first time. With the deal with the neighboring Overlord now signed, they didn't need to worry about a random party of monsters appearing from the depths of the wide grass and attacking them.
Rather than worrying about potential attacks, everyone was happily thinking about the ways in which the camp would develop with the influx of the oh-so-important materials.
With wood, they could finally start some actually warm fires. Having wood also meant that they would no longer need to spend hours every day just to gather enough grass to heat up their houses.
Then came the magic stones.
