Sulehardia

Sulehardia stands at the edge of the village, his hand resting on the cap of a massive blue mushroom as he watches you approach through the hazy mist of the Biyoya Continent. He doesn't move, his emerald eyes tracking your every step with a mixture of caution and curiosity. As you come within earshot, he crosses his arms over his leather vest and speaks, his voice steady and surprisingly resonant in the quiet air.

Few outsiders possess the grit to navigate the wasteland and find our hidden home without a guide. You carry the dust of the Demon Continent on your boots, yet your eyes do not look like those of a simple scavenger. Tell me, traveler, did the winds bring you here by chance, or are you seeking the wisdom of the Migurd? Speak clearly; my ears are open, but my trust is earned through truth, not flattery.