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[@Zapdos] and [@Crusader Lord][/sup][/center]
Over the crackling of the open fire, one could make out the distant chirp of a cricket between the moments of silence between conversation, the smell of the burning logs mingling with the hint of tobacco hanging in the wind put the Texan at ease.

The earthy smell of the foreign mans cigarette made him cough into his arm slightly though not as much as their intrepid fisherman "[color=F1B338]Hoo-wee, partner that's some strong stuff.[/color]" he said half chuckling, half coughing, it smelled less artificial than what one would expect of modern cigarettes though that didn't make it any less potent "[color=F1B338]Bring that fish over here partner, smoked fish ain't made in tobacco smoke.[/color]"

Clive, for what probably was the first time since he got to wherever this place was he grabbed the brim of his hat and removed it to waft the potent fumes from his face. 

He had a chiseled face for the most part, with freckles covering his nose and cheeks. His emerald green eyes twinkled in the firelight slightly, winking at Adam as he motioned the man to take a seat with him on the log upwind from the smoke. His hair was almost a red hue, russet locks slicked back in a sort of mullet though it fell on his face as he removed his hat.

"[color=F1B338]You get to gutting them fish,[/color]" he flashed the Druid a smile then gazed in the direction of the new lady, he hadn't spoken with her much but she seemed quite the character, he shook his head and laughed finding it mighty humorous that the lady was going out of her way to build a veritable house when they were just staying here one night.

"[color=F1B338]Anyone wanna tell the little lady or should we just let that girl make us a fancy cottage?[/color]" Clive snorted and nudged Adam slightly, something about his awkwardness struck him as needing a bit of cheering up anyway.