<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://blog.friendster.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/Human-Warrior.png)</div></div></div><br/>Dean had been brought along as a guard for the Prince of Leogarde, and as they rode up upon the breathtaking view of Fertile Valley, both of them were left stunned. Dean broke the silence. "Eros sure loves to show off, huh?" The pair laughed heartily, and rode on. They left their swords and weapons at the base of Fertile Valley, in the hands of trusted organizers of the Feast-such was the Leogarde tradition, symbolizing the walk of their founder, the great wizard Christopher. He traveled up a mountain to find the perfect spot for Leogarde, with no weapons and no beasts of burden to aid him. So every year, the champions of Leogarde climbed Fertile Valley disarmed and carrying only what they could on their backs.<br/><br/>Once they made it up the harrowing climb, Dean relaxed. Finally, they were here. The Feast was a legendary event, and it was his honor to be here, even if it was only a hanger-on for the Prince. The pair enjoyed a mug of ale together, a bond fast forming over their time together, before they broke off to enjoy the sights and sounds of the Feast.