Elias Gyffard

greet
 Lannon

> It is a beautiful day, is it not? My father only sees the struggles, but I am an optimist. That is why I am certain this years corn crop will be good.
> Granted, nothing has sprouted yet, but I buried the cobs deep and watered them well. Sometimes, though, I get a strange feeling that I'm doing something wrong...
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Arbo

> What a beautiful pup you are! Good stock no doubt. How would you like to come work with me? I am in need of an animal to plow the fields and you look quite fit. No? Perhaps I should ask the cat...
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Merewen

> Hello there! I have not seen such a beautiful girl in this town for a many cycles. I am in need of a wife to help harvest the grain. If you have interest in such an arrangement be sure to ask my father first. He would be upset if we eloped.
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Rycard

> You have rough hands. I see that you are no stranger to work. If you ever need a place to settle down and earn a living please consider my farm.
> Also, if you know anything about planting crops... I am having trouble recalling things these days.
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Airendal

> What a beautiful sight you are. I did not know that fireflies could grow so big!
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Gallitzin

> You remind me of my youth. I was a strapping lad. Strong and brave. I sought adventure and glory. That is why I became a farmer. To cultivate life is the greatest adventure of all! If only I could remember how...
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Shione

> Music is a fine job, in its place. But farming is the basis for sustaining our community. If only music could feed us... I might have chosen another profession.
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Bhulown

> Is this some kind of... livestock?
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Dimas

> Rocks you say? If I see one in the fields I pick it up... and throw it into a rubbish pile. Worthless they are. One cannot be fed with rocks, and plants will not grow well with them around.
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Laszra

> A wizard? And what does that job entail? Plowing? Tilling? Don't tell me... churning? You probably want to speak to that milk maid. Well, her cows get their food from me so if you are looking for work where it all begins, I am always employing.
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job

> I am a farmer. I love the earth and things in it, but sometimes I wish there were less rocks. Every year my plow runs into something and I need to replace a wheel. This year it was near the scarecrow... cannot remember which one though.
> I cannot remember much at all these days. The mayor thinks the dark times have returned. Nothing but old wives tales, if you ask me. Speaking of... I don't suppose you know any eligible women?
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fog

> I see no problem with fog. It brings moisture, which helps the plants to grow. Sometimes we lose someone to it. Other times we gain someone from it.
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book

> I used to enjoy a good story from travelers in the village center. But I have not seen anyone able to read in a long time. My father says he once knew how, but if so then how come he cannot read now?
> The last person I heard a rousing story from was the librarian.
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Emerisk

> Now that is a name that brings joy to my heart. Good soil, clear skies and fine company. What more could a man want? Well, a wife would be nice.
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Agmarians

> I don't know what you are talking about. It sounds like more children's tales to me. You would have gotten along well with the old librarian. She died a few cycles ago... cannot recall how many...
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Renault

> That insufferable baron? I'll talk no more of that family name!
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caves

> A traveler once told me that all of the caves are interconnected, part of some ancient city complex. I believe he was a miner or some such occupation. He went into the graveyard one day but never returned, at least not that I saw.
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graveyard

> I don't see why we waste such fertile land. The caves used to hold the dead in ages past. Why not now? Either way you'll need a key to get in. The mayor had it locked for some reason.
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Goblins

> My father sometimes talks of them, from when he was a child. I assume they are stories he remembers from when he was a child and can no longer distinguish from reality.
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librarian

> I still remember the tales of adventure she used to tell. And yet, I cannot recall her name anymore... if you want to know, check the tombstones in the graveyard. You will find her near the traitors.
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Scaphin

> Despite hearing many tales of strange things from my father, I do not recall ever hearing this word. Perhaps I only forgot.
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Kalindraur

> Sounds like a place to store tools. Oh, it must be a shed! Glad I could help.
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Codex

> I don't know him. But if he can pull a plow the job is his. My ox wandered off and has not returned.
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traitors

> I heard the story long ago, but if I remember correctly, and I rarely do, they were servants of the dark lord. Even though he was killed long ago, they continued to serve him, and were found doing dark things in the forest.
> What those dark things were I do not know, but they were all three executed, and buried together on a small mound in the graveyard. They should have stuck to farming. Much safer business.
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dark lord

> Not many tell the story anymore, but I remember. He was killed by a valiant hero who sacrificed his own life to end that reign of evil. I am not sure whether I believe in such stories.
> Perhaps the dark lord never existed in the first place. It sounds like a very convenient way to avoid personal responsibility. In either case, that is ancient history now.
> Speaking of responsibility, there is always a job waiting in the fields, if you need one.
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traveler

> I remember one in particular. He was mean, and stuck up. My father disliked him very much. I don't remember what happened, but we don't see him around anymore. Named something like, Rez or Zand. Good riddance I say.
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