Mars
Mars really is getting cold, he sighed and pulled out what looked like a small copper cylinder with a blue line. It was half filled.
"I suppose I have more then enough energy and I do need warmth after all." He mutters under his breath as he picks up a stone. Azerus saw this most likely directly or maybe through peripheral vision. Mars then holds the stone a bit in front of himself. The blue line on the cylinder decreases slightly and he ends up with a warm rock. "Much better." He places the cylinder back into a small sack over his shoulder he took it from. He really is contemplating leaving, but he supposes it would just be plain rude at this point.
((I'm not trying to double post, but I'd rather keep Mars's actions updated through out the ceremony.))