The Ancient Ruins were a fascinating collection of places to visit. That was, when it wasn’t sieged by marauders and bloodthirsty thieves and all. And how come Mura knew all of this? Upon his way on the road, he encountered a curious gentleman with a saddening look on his face. It was as if he had come late for a train to a vacation or to meet his children. It troubled Mura to see him so sad, so the shaman obviously asked about his doings when the man was looking so much at him.
The stranger confirmed his curiosity and told Mura that he looked for help. His village near the Ancient Ruins was being sieged by a group of bandits, and he had found little luck in getting help beforehand. Of course, Mura would accept his request and clear the village of these marauders. Merely saying that to the man lightened his face up.
And now, the shaman had just entered the village… and it was way too silent to be safe.