The crest of the rise gave way to a scene that many might find comical if they were not victim to the situation.  A simple seeming man was wrapped in a kimono of blue flowers or at least the kimono had been blue.  Currently mud now caked half of the kimono while white powder covered the other half.  The target of the man’s fury seemed to be a rather stubborn and unamused steed that was now wandering lazily away.  Already the man had resorted to throwing items but they had little consequence to the animal’s behavior.  Soon the man was out of breath and his generous frame eased back onto the cart the animal had been hauling.<br/><br/>On seeing the young men coming over the crest he immediately stood as if ready to flee.  The mud at his feet thought otherwise and he was quickly deposited back to the ground.  He came sputtering to his feet grasping at a stick in his hand.<br/><br/>“Who goes there?  Who would come upon a man at his lowest!?”<br/>