[@Esailia] [@Dusty]

While the Dwarf and the Mithra stood there, and the other members of the party are opening up to each other, Numzom thought he would join the talk party, and he join there he would.

"Hello folks, my name's Numzom Deepfeet and this is Numbo, a spirit that has been stuck to me since I was 15, if you need help with some ugly beast's here, count me in" Numzom said with a grin in his face, then he pulled up a box from the caravan, and readed it, "supplies" he read it, then he lift the box, dropped it gently back to the caravan and sat in the caravan watching the sun, up in the sky, Numzom really wants some shelter though, he want to sleep in a tent while watching the orange sky.

"Oh come on, we don't have all day" rant Numzom quietly "The sun might be setting and there might be chances that beasts come here at night".

With that ranting, he hoped that the party could get going and build shelter.