Verdant Basin journey's end

The much older male was silent, and gave Alder a well-earned look that told him he might be crazy, but was polite back to the Golden Glade ruler. It was an honor- and his smile showed it. When the scarred warrior looked at him for explanation, Alder broke the quiet. 
 
                          "How'd you lose yours?

Of course, he meant the eye: his own mess of an eye was a wreck, but not lost- only sightless and disgusting, but at least healed. Alder also had less scars- the three across his face, a completely halved ear, one on his cheek - that were smooth and clear. This soldier was ragged with scars and, along with them, stories. In good hopes, Alder would get to hear some of them today.

Im so sorry for the short post T_T