Finding supplies
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He couldn't help but laugh lightly at the stern look she tried to hold on her face. He shook himself slightly to get severl peices of something off his coat and then glared at the squirrel as she made it run off. He looked back at her, his face splitting grin once more taking up his face. "Well, my name is Roran Wolfe, i am a member of the Pheonix Valley." He states with an over-exagerated and comical bow. He straightened again, unable to keep from laughing as he smiled at her. His nose twitched slightly and he moved closer, sniffing at the bag she had. "What is that delightful smell?" He asked curiously, looking up at her


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