[ ic ] [ deerington ] welcome to the overflow, pal.

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X'RHUN.

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Thanks. [ Peter nods as he keeps his gaze on the growing fire. The warmth is a comfort.

It's too bad they don't have anything like s'mores or marshmallows in general. It's what they do in the movies, right, and it always looked pretty tasty.

A n y w h o ...

He glances back towards the man-with-the-tail-and-the-fox-ears. ] For being so helpful.

I'm Peter, by the way.

[vermillon]

[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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[ It's nice. Peter hopes that the fire will get a decent group of campers to approach and keep warm. If so, he'll have done his part in all this - even if he's embarrassingly unsuited for this kind of environment.

Building fires, hunting wild game, forage for mushrooms or berries or something - who knows what else he's gonna have to do? ]

Yeah - yeah, nice to meet you too - [ Here he goes, attempting a name he will probably mess up anyway. #American ] - X'rhun.

[vermillon]

[That might be one of the most awkward butcherings of his name he's heard so far in Deerington, but he cant even be mad.]

I shall offer you another name to call me by, if you so wish. I know my name is difficult for others to pronounce.

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Oh, man. I know - I know, I messed that one up so badly. I'm sorry.

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[vermillon]

No offense taken, my friend! You may call me Lynx instead.