<div class="floatright">(http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb117/hopefox17/Marano1.png)</div>Katul watched Rose examine the stone slab, while he dragged the wood from the smashed closet into a clear space near the middle of the cavern. "I've never seen one myself, but I've heard stories from people who say they have. Maybe there's a dragon down here, or maybe it's just a symbol."<br/><br/>He looked from Rose to Cael, smiling as the small creature alighted on his shoulder, and reached up to touch Cael's shoulder gently. "Alright, that sounds great!" He then pursed his lips for a moment. "No, you're right, it sounds disgusting, but it's what we've got. Let one of the women know if you need a hand with the cooking. I'll see if I can bring down one of those giant rats once I've got the fire going."<br/><br/>He started building a fire with practised ease, stacking the thicker pieces of wood in a pyramid formation and tucking the smaller pieces underneath. He added a few pieces of discarded cloth that the various prisoners had found and rejected wearing, then found himself distracted by Zabeth's bare body, his eyes tracing along her muscles and scars. When she descended into the water, he shook his head and applied the torch to his creation, making the beginnings of a campfire.<br/><br/>He looked up at Nym as he announced his presence, quickly taking in the tall elf's musculature. "Greetings, stranger. I am Katul Thunderhooves. We don't know yet, but we have some ideas." He pointed to the stone slab. "There might be a clue for you there."