Draiss nodded, having watched the farmer, what looked like a young male minotaur, bolt for the city. He made good time for a mortal, Draiss had to admit. Upon arrival Draiss waved, and shook his head. "Too complex a conversation for yelling. Permission to approach if we promise to not attack, and only to defend ourselves?"<br/><br/>Once they got either permission or someone came to them, he explained that he was wandering around, getting each race's stories about who had the most legitimate claim to the valley, before offering his services to the one that had the most authentic claim. He asked to see the elder or leader, to better speed up the process.<em>Kinda interested in seeing if they wanna hire us right now, or if they will wait for us to decide. I am not going to bet, too easy to go either way.</em>