[color=orangered]"So this is the place?"[/color] Donovan asked himself as he laid his eyes, with dwindling enthusiasm, on the little tent that was supposed to the prestigious Tamer's HQ. Throughout his walk from Fotia he had conjured an image of a grand building in his mind. The reality certainly paled in comparison but Donovan wasn't a picky guy. As long as the makeshift HQ fulfilled his needs then it could only be a mat on the ground for all he cared. On another note, the opportunity presented itself for him to aid in building the place up.

Arriving just in time to see the paper smack the other tamer in the face, Donovan stopped out of concern. [color=orangered]"You alright?"[/color] he asked her before proceeding into the tent to meet the woman inside. [color=orangered]"The name's Donovan Alford, an aspiring monster tamer,"[/color] he introduced himself with a smile. [color=orangered]"I hope I'm in the right place."[/color]