As Jason approached the campfire a Torchic took notice of him, dashing out front and throwing itself in front of the other, its feather standing to make the little chicken-like creature larger. "Calm down little one, I'm not here to start trouble," Said Jason, his fiery red eyes settling on the Pokemon. He walked towards the pokemon and kneeled in front of it as the only female of the group quipped in. Introducing everyone around the fire as if there were old friends, leaving Jason as the stranger.<br/><br/>Standing up Jason unhook the Pokeball around his belt and pressed the button before casting the ball towards the ground. Drogon materialized as the ball clicked open. The Charmander took up a defensive position immediately, its nature was bold so it was already ready for a fight. "Calm down," Jason ordered as the creature looked back at him, its eye questioning what was going on.<br/><br/>"Char," Drogon said as he tilted his head before loosening his stance. The flame on its tail dimmed as it relaxed from its battle stance. Maybe a little disappointed that it wasn't able to fight, though Jason didn't want to risk going against trainers when he hadn't really been able to train the Charmander yet. These trainers looked like they had been at it longer and fighting them would most likely mean Drogon would faint and need to be taken to a Clinic.<br/><br/>"I'm Jason and this is Drogon, my Charmander," Jason said curtly, his social anxiety being evident as he sat down at the fire, giving in to his need for food. Though as he sat down he could help but feel the gaze of the guy named Davey on him, daggers of ice penetrating his very soul. Giving the man a quick glance he returned the hostility, there was a reason Jason chose a fire starter. His hot temper and eyes represent fire and the damage it can cause. "I am a little lost, I tried to take a shortcut through the forest and ended up spending the night in a tree. I'm trying to get to the next town, my ship was a little late so I didn't get very far." Answering the question the other man had asked as he had approached the fire.<br/><br/>Drogon settled in Beside Jason, sometimes playing with the fire as it poked at the ember flames. The pokemon being immune to being burned by such a cool flame. "Are yall new trainers," Jason asked the group, his slight southern drawl spilling out? He was genially curious about the group of three trainers. Out of all the people before him, he was the tallest by a good bit, maybe because he was from across the world. His heritage was possibly different from the strangers before him.