Bring a lantern he said...it is a seasonal thing he said...Fred better not be pulling hippy shit, and bust into Kumbiya or so help me god.... Nate hefts up the coleman gas lantern he was able to swipe from the family camping up the way. The lantern had seen better days, but that just gave it character. Well shit..hope I'm not the first one here. Fred's ass better be here.
Nate steps across and sees the mass of uratha, but looks for those in his pack. Feels weird, but guess they count as my pack, haven't kicked my ass out yet so new record! Might as well get the introductions out of the way.
"Yo, I'm Nate, Ithaeur Suthar Anzuth."
The uratha in the black leather jacket with the left sleeve missing but having chain mail sewn into place raises his lantern, "Guess I'm at the right place."