Nama was walking around, doing a bit of exploring. He didn't know where to go or what to do, he was just walking. Finding himself strolling through canyon. "Hmmm...." He started to laugh a bit, "...I have no clue where I'm at..." He just keeps moving slowly, his cape flapping in the wind and his hand stayed on the handle of his sword, just if something were to happen. "I hope the natives aren't hostile...."