You’re walking around, putting your bow aside, as you find somewhere to rest.

You notice a large shadow cross the sky and land not far from you, and you go to check it out. Behind a bush, you see a tall guy with long black hair, and eyebags. He seems to be petting a giant black dragon.

“Good boy,” says Choso. “We did good today.”

You try to get closer to listen and find out who he is, but you trip on a bramble and crash into the bush.

“Who’s there?” Choso says, looking around alert.