27″Harvey hums an old tune as he walks along the lightly worn path. The goat village would not be too far now. Perhaps another day's journey, no more. He halts and ceases humming as he spies a prone figure ahead in the path. He adjusts his grip on his cane before walking closer to it. He carefully kneels down and gasps as he sees it is a female. She had been in some kind of fight for she has cuts and bruises marring her beautiful body. She slowly stirs to consciousness.
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