Ahron was still recovering from having an off day. But the melee had reinvigorated him and he was back on his A-game. Heading into the night his guard was up and he figured he'd take the first look out shift to afford his older and frailer companions some rest.

Ahron: I'll be the first Watcher on the Wall. Get some rest Dumbledore and Dobby (he said looking towards Malus and Greaseface)

Ahron cozied himself next to the campfire and glanced at the other Watchers. Murder Bunny was fiddling with his weapon while muttering gibberish. Tuuluuwaq was checking and re-checking his pelt every 2 minutes to ensure no one stole anything from it. Faerora had already fallen asleep. Rara was sancking on some cookies. Hustus seemed to be busy sketching something on a piece of parchment. Ahron let out a sigh and just started talking to no one in particular

Ahron: I've been with these 2 for a while now (points back to Malus and Greaseface) but it wasn't always a smooth sailing. The first time Greaseface, Malus and I traveled together we came across this peaceful town of Libertatia. All the houses there were painted a sky blue for some odd reason. The village elder, Chelsius greeted them with enthusiasm and fervor. She intorduced us to her village chiefs, most notable among them was Marisius who always seemed to be inebriated yet still able to be coherent. There was also Grantius a jovial and energetic strongman who was in-charge of keeping everyone in Libertatia in check. Greaseface, Malus and I exhanged pleasantries with them all. But when Chelsius told us of the tale of an ancient golden amulet that held immesaruable power, Greaseface's ears perked up. Chelsius informed us that the amulet had been buried under the rubble of a marooned pirate ship just on the outskirts of the village. Everyone in the village of Libertatia had tried their hand at discovering it. Legend had it that a village simpleton by the name of Bretticulus claimed to have found it once but had also lost it the very same day. How or where, no one knew. Greaseface was determined to find this amulet for himself. Being a Goblin, any and all forms of treasure fascinated him. Ahron and Malus cared little for what sounded like an old wives tale. Greaseface surveyed the site of the shipwreck. He remembered he had read about sailors back in his homeland. "Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky at morn, sailors take warn" he thought to himself. And he noticed that there was part of the mast that was painted red. It was high up and so none of the villagers had wanted to risk their well-being climbing that high. But Greaseface was determined. He scurried up to the top and opened up a hollow portion of the mast. He was overjoyed to see he had procured the amulet. "Yesss! The power is mine! This will show the wiazrd and the robot that I am the one in command here! This shall be ... my Captain's idol!" When he returned with the amulet to the village and demanded Chelsius acknowledge his authority, Chelsius couldn't contain her happiness.

Chelsius: Thank you so much for finding that! You see that is an old cursed totem that was hidden out there by our village simpleton, Bretticulus. Most people in Libertatia didn't believe in the hex but a handful used to remind the rest of us every time something went slightly awry. Thank you for taking away that inconvenience for us! Please keep that as a sign of our gratitude. It is gold after all and could fetch you a good price should you sell it!

Ahron: The look on Greasefae's face was priceless when he realized that the amulet he was obsessed with was basically worthless. That incident went a long way in humbling him into the friendly, easy-going Goblin he is today. Of course it wasn't an overnight thing. There was this one time in a village up in the skies called Ukiyo ...

Just then he heard a strange noise from within the forest. Never one to shy away from an adventure, Ahron's first instinct was to bum rush whatever it was. But his time in this world had taught him to fight smart not hard. And he needed to stretch his legs anyways.

##D. Climb a nearby tree, see if you can spot anything.

As Ahron settled into position atop the tree, he wondered about the eclectic group of people he was surrounded by. He tried to think of how he fit into this grand puzzle. He knew where he stood and what his role was. And while he wished from time to time for a slice of his past life, he knew that he had found a purpose in this new world

##Side Quest 1: Soldier