The group walked toward the village that now appeared in the distance. The buildings were all small and made out of wood and straw. There were large fields close to them where farmers labored to harvest their crops. As they approached, an elderly woman noticed their arrival and walked over to meet them.
Her eyes were warm and welcoming. She held a bright smile with crooked teeth.
"Welcome to Santo Village strangers. How may we assist you?"
Slimo was the first to meet with the woman and shook her hand.
"We're travelers from across the mountain range. We came looking for some information on a group who possibly travels a lot."
The woman looked at him with wide eyes.
"You all travelled across that mountain and survived?!"
"To be honest, it was way too close for comfort. You should warn the villagers to never approach them if they can help it."
"Will do. Now, what was this group you wanted information about? We get visitors quite often, so it's possible we have met them."
