Ysran walked over to the fire, fish in hand, or arms, in this case. Setting the fish down next to Sasha, he realized as well that he, too, had not said anything about himself either.

[i]"Sasha huh? You can call me Ysran. Strange name, I know, but I come from a strange place. Anyways, you still have that rock? I'm gonna need it."[/i] he said, holding up one if the purple fish he had caught earlier.