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EastonionNW 
Nate chucked lightly as he took a small biscuit. He was hungry, but modesty was usually better in social situations. "Maybe I lit one or two..." he admitted with a small smile. Yes, he had. And it was fun.
What can you do for me? Nate pondered that question for a minute, taking a seat across from the head man. "My parents were recently killed in a fire," he said meekly. This was the point where Nate had to be careful not to spill too much information, but he still truly needed somebody's help.
Just like that, was it? The firestarter attracted fires, and was a bit too blase about the death of his parents for Tate's comfort, but all he did was pause in pouring the tea. "Condolences. You don't have to
be here, lad. If you need time to grieve..."
He was free to go home.