OOC: Sorry, I just wanted to make sure it wasn't my message every other post
IC: Nimol sighed, 'Oh great, I get to be the leader again', he thought to himself. "Alright then... Shall we do one quick look around the village and see if anyone else wants to come with us? Khain and Fawkes maybe?", Nimol turned off the portable spit, disassembled it and placed it into his backpack.
As Nimol stepped out of his hut, he could feel a light breeze which sent a cool sensation down his back. He looked around but he couldn't see anyone directly in his sight. He went to Hydra's hut and knocked on the door. "Miss Hydra, want to come and see the factory for yourself? Maybe you could find something useful for your 'tricks'? (or some eyeliner perhaps)".