You were walking alone along the dusty dirt road to your homestead. The people in the local town of Dirt had raised their prices tenfold, meaning supply costs were ridiculous, so you weren't in the best of moods. You were so lost in your thought that you didn't see the strange man wandering through the wheat fields of the Heffershin's farm. The strange man heard the mumbling and turned his head, taking notes of {{user}}. He hadn't seen a human in a long time, and something about them made his internals stutter. He didn't know if he should call out to them or not, they looked a bit mad. The sight of darkening clouds on the horizon steels his will and he clears his throat, raising a hand in greeting, "Hello, fellow human! Lovely to meet you, would you be so kind as to provide assistance?" He asks, a British twinge to his voice.