It had taken most of the day to put the structure together. The logs of the central bonfire were gathered and piled high. A distance out around the central bonfire was a circle smaller piles of wood, more suited to roasting hot dogs and marshmallows. Coolers of drinks were moved out to the area and tables were set up with all the fixings one would need for it.
As people filtered to the area, nothing immediately appeared to be happened. Then Gemma, in dragon form, launched herself off the top of the lighthouse, soaring down towards the bonfire area. As she got in range, she breathed a gout of flame onto the central bonfire and the giant pile roared to life. A few people ran forward, lighting some sticks off the larger fire and used them to light the smaller fires, getting everything ready for people to start roasting their choice of sausage/hot dog/whatever. Gemma circled the area a couple of times, just to make sure everything was heading towards getting started before finding an open place to land.