"I'm fine, just need something to eat and I'll be back on my feet, I hope you all have saved some for me," the older knight said with a light smile. He glanced at Reed's attire, recognized the medal and hanging badge on the left shoulder pauldron of the Lion Person, and nodded to acknowledge his identity. "A fellow from the Golden Land, that's rare, thanks for the concern, my friend—"
Chris interrupted the exchange between the two with a hint of surprise, "Chief Protector, have you been to Dolifen?"
"That was before I came to your father's lumberyard," the knight stroked his chin, which was flecked with gray in his beard as if in remembrance. "Back then I was adventuring around Dolifen for the Artisan Association, and once ran into trouble I couldn't handle, nearly lost my life. It was your father who saved me from the forest, which is why I stayed at the lumberyard and took the position of Chief Protector."
