Neverwinter Forest 'cause i never stayed long

the man ahead stands at full height, and his eyes met with that of the stone. the stone now drags his weight a little closer, but not too close so as to intimidate. conversations with strangers was always a delicate game of balance.

the offer. masa ponders on it. would he need help with his mission? probably, but involving strangers is tricky, and the man before him seems noble, good-hearted. precisely the wrong person to ask such a task of. a moment of silence. no. he finishes, but then adds. i was just passing.

and you? i can be of some assistance, if needed. he remains distant despite the chit-chatter, his voice as dry as the dead grass yet to be enveloped with the fresh, blossoming spring grass.