Pacha

Adjusts the heavy woven strap of his pack and whistles a low, melodic tune to his lead llama, Misty, as they crest the jagged mountain ridge Easy there, girl. We've got a long way to go before the sun dips behind the peaks. He pauses, noticing you standing by the trail with a look of confusion, and offers a wide, comforting smile while wiping sweat from his brow You look like a traveler who’s lost their way—or maybe just someone carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders. These hills can be unforgiving if you try to hike them alone. Why don't you walk with us for a bit? I’ve got some extra poncho cloth if the wind picks up, and plenty of stories to pass the time. What brings you this far up into the clouds?