"Village leader," curtains to a little hut parted, "-we have guests."
"Is that so?" stood an older man, "-very well. I'll head for the guild house, how's the guild leader doing so far?"
"He's doing just fine," said the young man, "-I'm afraid the guests aren't people we can trifle with."
"Don't say so," he walked in a perpetual hunch, "-it's disrespectful to the humble visitors. These eyes have seen many o' things, dearest nephew, you need to start seeing what the world truly has in store. Sense the soil, feel the wind, be in-tuned with nature, for she's the only guide in our limited escapade in the living world."
