Swiftcurrent Creek spellcraft

Feel free to void/skip Federick!! he's mostly just listening unless spoken to directly.

The pawsteps of a stranger rode on the wind, the sound registering in Frederick's mind as someone of leadership, considering the fact that they were the one to answer the call. A dark figure arrived, left eye framed by a ring of white. Large, but the slightest bit smaller than the white goliath.

He allowed Lestan to speak for him, looking at him as he spoke, introducing Frederick, saying that he wanted to stay. Arric, Lestan had said. He'd memorize that name. He wasn't Akavir, but he seemed important. Frederick nodded once Lestan had finished speaking, adding: Yes. I want to stay, if that's alright with you.