"By the way I'm afraid that I'm just as bland as the scenery around here, to be honest I didn't even see the plants almost like god didn't bother rendering them."
"I'm sure you have at least some pages in you story worth remembering. otherwise you wouldn't be here."
"Well, I used to live in Holley Heights before it was burned down by a raiding party, where I lost my mother. My father was drafted into the army but, we stopped receiving letters from him a long time ago… I guess he would have been your enemy huh?"
"Well, yes… But there are always two sides of any conflict it doesn't necessarily mean that there ever is a correct side but you always have to weigh you options, and if you try your best, you'll usually make the right decisions."
You finish putting the cart away.
"I'm going to check on the grounds, your free to do what you want tonight on the grounds. I'll probably be at the main slave house because We're going to sample some of last years harvest if you want to join us."