Ghost Stories and Smores

Ev smiles to Windrunner and then to Callum and shakes her head offering him a little bottle of mead.

"Come on down.." she chuckles.

"Lucas.. you gott make smores man.. i suck at them."

Callum smiles taking the bottle of mead and taking a drink " Should I bring out the guitar for background ?"

Windrunner smiles as he watches thinking on his story.

Lucas nods and leans forward getting busy with the fixins and stripping the bark from a long stick to start roasting marshmallows with.

"You guys just let me know when it's my turn, but I'm warning ya, I don't tend to stick with just 'ghost' stories, they have a tendency to turn into long winded tales of horror. You might have been born a Galliard, Callum, but what can I say, I pick and choose the best bits from all the auspices." he chuckles. "And I'd say leave the guitar for now, would only detract from a well crafted tale in my opinion."

"That is very true Lucas and the best tales are not only told by a Galliard anyone can spin a good tale." Callum says with a smile