Yttermayn
First Post
Aohdan looked on in wonder while the two leggers bustled about thier designated camp sight. Having never needed much more than a place to stand, and an occasional campfire to cook with, Aohdan was at a loss as to the needs of his new companions. Still, he wanted to be helpfull. He crouched down next to where Alaric and others were depositing firewood and began carefully assembling a small cone of twigs, with dried moss underneath for tinder. "Does anyone use steel and flint? Or shall I do it the old fashioned way?" he joked.