[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180208/248db2e1e1a75cc3f203b301e1ace223.png[/img][/center] [hr] Slightly paranoid, yeah, that would describe Ethan's current mood. The last time he had been outside of the wall...He didn't even want to continue that thought. He and Gust had been watching and listening intently the entire time the group had been travelling, and even though the reports of the so-called 'Storm Reaver' had all but stopped recently, he knew it was still out there somewhere. Once the group had to stop and make camp, he allowed his familiar to freely keep watch, her mobility and nigh invisibility making her ideal for the task. Ethan cringed a bit at Ka'ora's suggestion for introductions, but relented for her sake. Given how reserved alot of the group seemed to be, and rightfully so, it would probably take another person or two to actually get any real response from some of the others. He stood up, forcing the semblance of a smile to his face. [color=31D0D6]"I'm Ethan Uilic, the wind chosen. I...I hope we can all at least get along well enough to...well, not die out here."[/color] He said, partly joking. Though, the risk was very real and present, he believed at least a little brevity would help everyone lighten up a slight bit.