A newcomer.

[Gregorio]

*A short man lies in the middle of the encampment, with a small, curved short sword at each side. he appears to be concentrating on something. Nobody really seems to know much about him, and few of the living know his race. He is clad in a black robe, and a feirce, small dog snarls at all who come near.*

[Gregorio]

a flash of fire lights up the man's face, after which he laughs and begins to stand. He calls for his dog to heel, and begins to wander the camp.