*Gaunt looked round at the men sitting round the fire, drinking, smoking and just generally relaxing.*
Ok Rawne, funs over. They want the fire to go out.
*Rawne looked up at the security team that had entered the bay area. "Gaunts gonna give in to that??" He though to himself. Rawne had never liked Gaunt. Begrudgingly Rawne put the fire out*
Fething Gaunt!
*He complained to men around him.*