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I'm EchoicChamber, though I mostly go by Echo.
I'm in my twenties, and returned here on a whim.
I have no idea what's happening at any given moment.

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@Nightknight Sure! Keep in mind that he wouldn't be leading the infantry unit, though, as he's a Knight and not a Knight Commander. c:
When should I post the settlement timeskip, everyone?
Although the initial tension of determining whether or not these particular strangers would be likely to try and murder one another in the night had passed, it seemed to have flared up again with Drake’s arrival. Surprisingly, however, it was the good doctor who seemed the most...tense by his appearance. Eira reacted to the boy’s caution with snark, and Overreach seemed just as at ease as he was before, but it was Aran who acted as if Drake had appeared with weapons drawn. It was...odd, to say the least, but Dawn chose not to pry deeper than the surface of his thoughts. Privacy was one of the most precious belongings out here, after all. It was the least she could do to respect it.

Dawn’s eyes flickered back to Drake. He was just as off put by Eira as she was, it seemed, and had picked up on the Aran’s tempered hostility- a part of an empathic type Gift. The entire situation was having him consider taking his chances in the wilds over dealing with the group, despite the fact that it didn’t take much to see just how weak he had grown. “Thank you,” she said, smiling gently at his warning. “I could say the same to you, though. Take care out there.”

As she spoke, a quiet presence made itself apparent within Drake’s thoughts, whispering to him without a voice. ”I don’t trust them, either,” it said. Even now, Dawn hadn’t been entirely assured of Eira’s...stability, to say the least. While it was likely that the other two would be able to keep her in check when it came to her outright attacking, Dawn had the feeling that it wouldn’t take too much to set the woman off. This discomfort leaked through to Drake as the presence went on.

”You should eat. I can make sure that nobody...well. Tries to kill each other anytime soon. I’d just like a warning if anyone tries anything at night.”

Dusk would be setting in soon, and, as much as her instincts told her to leave the group before night, Dawn had already agreed to travel with the group for the time being. Aran had claimed to know people at the settlement, which could help make finding any traders there easier, but...it still made her nervous to sleep in the presence of near strangers. Having an ally in this would put her a bit more at ease.

Shortly after Dawn had relayed her little message, Overreach had rolled inside, as cheerful as ever. She smiled at the man as she entered, then shook her head a little in response. “No. Not much, really. Aran and Eira are, um, making dinner across the street, but that’s about it.”

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@Nightknight Approved!
@Nightknight Sounds good! Feel free to PM me if you have any questions or anything while you're working on your character.
@Nightknight Hey, Night! We're still very much accepting new members! c: Once a week is perfectly fine with the current pacing, I believe.
Who's still here, by the way? Just wanted to check. c:
@Claw2k11 That's fine, Claw. Take your time when you need it. c: I hope that things get better for you soon.
The boy’s mind had been heavy with his thoughts of hunger- his sheer desperation to get anything to eat, even if it meant approaching the strangers he was so wary of. Up close, however, Dawn was able to see just how badly it had gotten for herself. The hollow, haggard look signature in ashlanders was especially prominent in his eyes, in the lines of his face, in the visible bones. The wings had garnered an interested glance, but it was the starved look that held her attention.

“I’m not sure,” she admitted. “It’s, ah, my first time going there, actually. You could probably buy something to eat there, but I don’t know if they’d give anything for free.” Most settlements in the ash balked at the idea of giving away handouts- especially when it came to a meal that could be used to provide for one of their own. It was hard to blame them. Resources were growing more and more scarce by the day, and, if you managed to settle down long enough to establish a farm, you’d always be looking over your shoulder for any raiders who happened by.

Still, Dawn couldn’t help but sympathize with the stranger. She would have been tempted to give him something to at least snack on along the way, had she not polished off one of her last cans a few minutes ago. If it wasn’t for the nearby settlement, it was likely she would have quickly found herself in the exact same position. Luckily, though, it seemed that at least one of the little gang they had put together had something to offer. Said offering also happened to be a freshly slain rodent, but when you lived in the wastes, you took what you could get. Dawn herself had hunted a few rats from time to time- although that was only really when things called for desperate measures. In the face of slow starvation, food poisoning seemed much less of a concern.

“It might be good to take shelter before we, um, have a break, I think. That house- the one I was in, I mean- it still has a roof. And a door.” Of course, if someone was trying to get in, they could easily break down the wood or enter through one of the windows, but it was better than just standing out in the open air. Rubbing her shoulder, Dawn’s attention turned back to the newcomer, looking him over before speaking again.

“What’s your name? If you don’t mind my asking, I mean. I’m Dawn.”

It was only polite to ask, after all.

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Sorry that I haven't posted yet, by the way. I've been taking a class during the summer for credits, which means that my schedule has been a bit preoccupied lately. I'll try to write something soon, but apologies for the delay.
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