Chartose slid hard into Ezzemara's thigh, falling into the frost-giantess's lap as she explained where their food had come from and kindly introduced herself.

After a pause, trying to remember whether or not he'd forgotten his manners earlier, he decided to introduce himself, at least formally [color=7ea7d8]"Chartose Treeshredder, pleasure to make your acquaintance."[/color] He stated, as he sat-up in Ezzy's lap and ate, listening to the rest of her story before nodding, noting the fact that he was chained to the rafters and how she seemed more than a little confident that his friends would be away for quite some time.

[color=7ea7d8]"Then I guess you'll be needing another mountain trader. We've also got those refugees that we need to find homes for, too."[/color] He said, having his own doubts that his friends would so easily be killed-off, as over the course of the past several months, he'd seen these people survive more harrowing experiences than he'd seen in his life previously.

[color=7ea7d8]"But no hurry. I'm sure there's plenty for them to do around here until everything is settled."[/color] he admitted, patting a paw on Ezzemara's leg.