Bramblepoint know who you are

[table width=80%][tr][td]They bought it and Tryp could finally breathe. Whether they held suspicion did not matter now; as long as he kept acting like Tryp was indeed his name, he had nothing to fear. Of course, it would make it harder to find Pyro like this. If word got around that some "Tryp" was looking for his brother, Pyro would not even raise a brow. But, this was for the better. It was this or the possibility that the Brotherhood or the Fen would find out he was gone; alone and inexperienced. Apparently what was first a duo turned into a trio; in the background he spotted a great dark male tossing some kind of hide and inviting his two friends. Or, was it also for him?

Nice to... meet you? He said awkwardly, a nervous smile wrinkling his usually handsome face. Then, it seemed everyone was focusing on the still name-less, tossing man. The thought of playing brought a slight wiggle to the young prince's stump of a tail. Rannoch was the first to talk again, asking a question that could mean more than what Tryp first thought. Eeh - join this, orrr...?[/tr][/td][/table]