[Once he deems the fire large enough, he tips a log into it, and watches flames crackle, sparks floating upward before dying out in the air. And the fire they have going just grows and grows, consuming the log.]
X'rhun. [Though he pronounced it "Sheh-run", his accent flattening helpfully just so his U does not sound like an O. Just for that moment, in any case.] 'Tis a pleasure to meet you, young Peter.
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X'rhun. [Though he pronounced it "Sheh-run", his accent flattening helpfully just so his U does not sound like an O. Just for that moment, in any case.] 'Tis a pleasure to meet you, young Peter.