<div class="floatleft">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/Andrea.jpg?t=1260406684)</div>Using some utensils from the caravan Andrea has fixed a healthy rabbit stew in only a few minutes. The scent spread throughout the camp though there were only three bowls worth. He was about to take one to Fallon, remembering her words about discussing theology yet as he saw her sneak off into the night with a tent he let out a soft sigh.<em>"Another night perhaps."</em>he thought before sitting back on his bedroll and kicking off his boots to help him relax.<br/><br/>As he ate he looked around at the others, so many different people were here yet so few seemed to willing to talk or discuss anything. Yet this place was also different. He had only known two places before this journey began. His home village where he had the advantage of knowing everyone and the academy where he learned to control his powers. Even the academy gave him an advantage in social circles because it was stocked full with less then desirable men, the exact opposite of himself, and many teenage women just discovering boys. These people were different, they had a variety of reasons to be here and such different backgrounds, it was exactly what he wanted yet they seemed so secretive at times. Was that normal?<br/><br/>As he laid there his fingers moved back and forth as he spoke "Soft whispers of night and sounds of the day, bless our ears now with music to lead us to the land of dreams and not loose our way."  A soft lullaby began to echo from his general area, soothing and beautiful for everyone to hear.<br/><br/>OOC: (I should have posted last night but oh well. I was going to say Fallon and Andrea had a night of theological discussion planned but we can do that another night. If no ones interested in doing some more RP tonight Im fine with moving on but I dont want silence to be a regular thing.)