He left Chad have his bit of space, keeping a careful eye on him the whole time. By about midday the stranger had lead them to a mine-shaft, long since abandoned. It had been lightly raining for the past hour or so.<br/><br/>No sooner were they under cover than it started to pour, the rain a deafening white-noise. From the looks of things it seemed this was a commonly used pit stop, a stack of dry firewood near an established pit a relieving sight with the cold from the rain.<br/><br/>The stranger made quick work of getting a fire going before he grabbed some sticks and set them up, a simple rack, near the fire. He then took of his shirt and pants and hung them before turning his attention to Chad. "Don't leave here...gonna go get some food." he stated in a frank and commanding tone.<br/><br/>At that he left the shelter of the mine shifting his form before he took off into the forest...