Join the Flames

Inside, there is a goddess of death and rebirth redheaded near-Orientish looking woman, completely ordinary. Nothing unusual. Ok, maybe she's beautiful. She's a little vain about her looks, but that is ordinary, right? She is eating an amount of food that is also completely ordinary for someone who hasn't eaten in days.

Meanwhile, outside there is a cheery little fire attended by a mass of molten rock burning four feet outside the reach of the trees in the forest and any leaves they may toss on it. However, one must be sneaky to catch a glimpse of the bright lava ball; it's been ordered to vanish if it spots anyone.

She usually is against torturing things that are begging for death but the trees will just have to grow legs, shake the dew off their leaves, and light themselves on fire if they want to burn so badly. The fire is there to provide light and warmth for any poor souls caught outside in the dreary cold fog. Isn't that nice and considerate of whoever put it there?