So at least the merc was no longer in the god forsaken hell hole of a forest. Now he was in a clearing with a old man, and well others?  Dex winced in pain as he tried in vain to move his legs foreword.  What could he do at this point? Maybe the old man, or the other strangers in the clearing had some herbs. He did still have a few supplies he could trade. It was only then after he had searched some of his pouches on his belt.<br/><br/>That the loud crash into the ground had caught him off guard. Down he went once again, but at least this time it was on soft grass.  He laid there for a moment or two. His eyes gazed up towards the sky. This had not been his day, and he kinda wished that forest had killed him. Maybe this was the vengeful spirits of his past victims finally getting their revenge on him. Though now that he thought about it. If this was. They were very ineffective, and were better off dead. He would laid there for a little bit longer, but soon realized he had have to stand back on his feet eventually.<br/><br/>So with what little strength Dex had gathered. He pressed his hands up against the soft dirt beneath him, and slowly sat up. At least at this point he was semi vertical. His eyes met those of the fellow.."guests"? He was not sure what to make of this strange band of beings. Who could blame him after all? Yet something was unique about the old man. Something that made Dex feel welcomed, and at home. This was a strange feeling, and something he just couldn't grasp.<br/><br/>This had been a new experience for the mercenary. One that had left him a bit confused. For Dex at least,  the corrupted and the cruel had been the only true sense of order in these lands. Maybe this is why when the old man offered not just kindness, but genuine sympathy for his guests. That Dex had been a little taken back. It could be that he had been jaded for such a long time. That and he was not accustomed to these genuine acts of kindness.<br/><br/>"So falling giants...woods that speak to you in your mind, and a kind old man..Yup this is going to be an eventful day."<br/><br/>He decided to listen to the old man. Who even with his age. Seemed to be very clear minded, and filled with wisdom. Maybe this was some type of blessing in disguise. If so, well Dex was lucky to be blessed he guessed? What had he done to be so lucky? Maybe some type of forgiveness for all the people he had killed? Also maybe some forgiveness for the villagers he may or may not of burned down. Alright so enough with the boring backstory. He watched the others as well. Something was indeed obscured, and off putting about these others strangers. Why were they even here? How did they get here? So many damn questions, but so far no answers. Ok so maybe Dex was overthinking his current circumstances.<br/><br/>All he could do now was heal up, and listen to what the old man had to offer.