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The village chief, which I had never the opportunity of meeting was named Rohan, and he was a small, fatty man with a funny-looking moustache. However, unlike some of the nobles we had meet, he seemed very humble looking, although his clothes were notably better than all of us serfs and even those of commoners, he didn't seemed all that fancy, aside from being fat. Which probably meant he had never gone through any problems with food unlike us serfs.
My father, due to his Title as Wild Boar Hunter that seemed to have earned himself a great deal of fame, seemed unfazed by his title and authority as a chief, and acted as equals with him, even treating him slightly bad.
"Come on, dear, don't be so grumpy in front of the chief, the Duke is coming. Behave a bit in front of your son." Said my mother, quickly calming my father's anger.
