"Your sense of humor is too dreadful, Rain," Branden said.
The group gathered in the room, awaiting the arrival of the village leader. Despite their critical mission, they understood the importance of adhering to etiquette and diplomatic protocols.
Rain, accustomed to the straightforwardness of soldiers or perhaps guided by his pragmatic nature, couldn't help but view these formalities as somewhat superfluous.
The moment arrived when the leader of the group, flanked by two guards, knocked on the door and made a formal entrance. He introduced himself with an air of gravity, a display of courtesy that Rain found surprising given their current surroundings and the urgency of their mission.
"Good day, my lord and my lady," The man said while bowing. "My name is Geio, vice leader of the Goleans tribes. I hope that you find suitable my position given that I was given the escort of your entourage to the capital."
