Rayra nodded to each person in turn as he recited the names. "Drake, Mark, and Cuna..." he said, still on his knees. "My whole life is an adventure, especially the battles. Barbarians can be formal, and friendly, even if the typical gnoll isn't that way. It's a lifestyle more than anything...and I'm not quite the typical gnoll..." Rayra averted his eyes as his mouth began to water. "I could sure go for some ribs right now...or any meat for that matter......" he said, mostly to himself, realizing how hungry he was. Maybe it was time to go hunting...