How it began...
“The water rushes downwards, causing the loud roar of the waterfall to crash down the valley and echo down the gauge. Rocks grow wet and slippery as raindrops splatter into the rushing water and onto the six adventurers who are making their way up the stream. Up the waterfall. Back to the camp. The sky grows dark and the sunlight is snuffed out like a candle as the storm clouds blow over. Lazy thunder sounds distantly and it becomes harder to navigate the steep, slippery rocks. We had been recently trying to find a suitable name for our team, with six members it’s hard to find a name that everyone will agree to. There is no indecision now, we are Storm; Storm Adventures! The decision is made. As though in harmony with our decision the angry clouds roll past, blown over by the strong mountain wind above us. The sun shines out brightly. We laugh cheerfully. It’s as simple as that,
We are Storm!