"I'll tell ya, mister monster, I ain't never seen a creature like you before...But I hope that you'll find some shelter at this here town we're comin' to..." the kind merchant said, pointing with his whip toward the shadow of the village in the distance. The sunlight lit the dirt path and his large horse driven caravan as it trucked along, Yt-Haar stowed away in the back with the other rare metals, weapons, and meats. He didn't expect the monster to understand him, but he hoped his kindness would help the strange monster.<br/>He was old, very old and past his prime, but he made his living as the last in his family. No wife, no children, and only his possessions to his name. He didn't mind. Trying to make others happy was good enough for him.<br/>He noticed the figure of another man in the distance, wondering if this was a traveler or just another lost soul. Maybe he could use a lift?