(Name: Frank Bryar. Age: 400. He can change how old he looks though, and usually goes kinda middle age. Looks: Side: Rebels. Rank: Citizen. Race: Leprechaun. Dragons or beasts: Beast. (With horns) Training to be: Nothing. He doesn't have a job or intend to get one. Powers and training: He can make things turn ginger. )
Amelia whistles after the meat has cooked, making the kids and other adults sit by the fire. The children get handed a slightly bigger portion of meat to help keep them strong so they don't fall ill. Oceane smiles as she watches Saf and Amelia hand out meat portions.
Frank: He lies under a tree, snoring quietly. The earth around him is orange, contrasting with his green outfit. An empty beer bottle lies next to him. Jess: She rides her dragon up into the air, laughing slightly for no reason. She flew towards the forest so that the dragon could find something to eat. Bandit: She dips her hands into the lake, the water glistening; a clear blue. She washes her face with it as the unicorn drinks some, before yawning and taking out her handmade bow. It wasn't for shooting animals or such, just for if anyone attacked her.