Naroh turned around and noticed a young man step into the clearing. "I belive we could all use a fire here." He said in respose the the man's question. "However, I can make one... I just need some sticks." He looked around and found a good number of sticks in the area. He gathered them all together and put them in a pile. Once the sticks were in a position he liked he stepped back and blasted them with a small burst of fire. They lit on fire instantly. "Now then, it seems that our group is growing. How many of you others are there now? Five counting me? Or six if we count the cat."

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|Desquode|Naroh Anurhem|

Credit for the sig goes to Deezgrapesisplastic/Dead Cow.
"He was a simple boy, he just liked to have fun.
He never wanted to be just like his dad was.
He was a dreamer but had never had none,
who made most of his life, but never had one."
"Head on Collision" -Hawk Nelson