<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/G3rtwJt.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Bryn<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell Landing Beach<br/><strong>notes:</strong>: Who made these instructions anyway?<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Naamio, open<br/><hr/><br/>Bryn had mostly finished with the POKEA brand shelter, after occasionally forcing stuff to work rather than being gentle with it after thing refused to work or he got frustrated with the hieroglyphic instructions. Being strong did have its advantages after all. There were other issues that probably needed to take care of, but he was most certainly not the guy who should be trusted with getting water. Nope dealing with copious amounts of water was a bad idea, completely bad idea and he would have nothing to do with it. Of course, he could help and show how competent he was but still it was large pools of water. It was hard to decide. Thankfully before he could think too much about this kind of thing he was distracted by the arrival of someone else.<br/><br/>Hearing a voice behind him the ears on his head twitched a bit and he turned around to face the one who had spoken to him. “Oh hello there!” He replied as he  saw who was talking to him. He couldn’t quite tell the gender but he didn’t really mind. He was quite happy with meeting new people. He was getting close to done but then again the more people to help the better. “Sure, I could use your help. If you could read the instructions and help me make sure that I get it all in the right hole that would be a big help.” He replied brightly. Not having to frequently stop and stare down at he instructions would be nice as he finished up the shelter. “I’m Bryn by the way. What’s your name?” He questioned in his light and energetic voice.  "We should probably hurry up with this shelter too so we can go eat." He replied as he hurried around the shelter to help put it up.