[h2][center][color=00ff66]Calanon[/color] (& Brogach)[/center][/h2] 
                                                                                             [color=00ff66]Location:[/color]The Forest, The Campsite
                                                                                             [color=00ff66]Interacting with:[/color] Sona, Ash, Satilla, Keystone, Cyneburg 

His brows raised lightly as Kyra explained who to talk to, and he could tell by the way she moved that she must be a ranger as he was. Or at least an experienced woodswoman. "Congrats're in order then, Sunshine. There's where the tracks end. Might as well help y'self, fore the meat spoils." he heard the burly man say. He must be Keystone. Well, he knew by his rude manner that he wasn't an enemy. An enemy would attack on sight or try to appear friendly. There was a female Half Orc there as well, it seemed, regarding him. He gave her a bow, and was just about to turn around and wade back into the forest as he often did before he noticed a large Wolf up ahead. 

The Wolf was a pleasing sight, but his Elven eyes spotted a few people in the wagon, and his curiosity got the better of them. Were they harmed from the battle? "[color=00ff66]Brogach.[/color]" he called. The large Elk stepped out of the tree line at the ready. Calanon stepped back, and with a single leap, mounted the Elk and lead him up past Keystone and Cyneburg. He made his way over to the great Wolf and the two injured women. "[color=00ff66]Hi[/color]," he said, dismounting, doing his best to sound friendly. "[color=00ff66]I couldn't help but-oh, I apologize. I thought you were wounded.[/color]" He gave a bow, hands at his sides.

Calanon wasn't sure if Keystone or whoever else fancied themselves the leader would be mad at him tagging along for a moment. He supposed he might just head on for now, but he was admiring the Wolf and would ask questions. Plus, he was interested in the layout of this part of the forest. He had never been here before.