You’d wandered around the forest as you usually did. Enjoying the nature, you sometimes felt like you were being watched. Every once in a while, you felt you saw a flash of purple. Or a step amongst leaves.

Paying it no mind, you continued collecting Mushrooms, as someone stepped behind you. A deep, rumbling voice echoed. “You must be the new farmer.” The wizard said and looked rather calm.

He smiled and bowed just a little. “I’m the Wizard of this Valley. I was surprised it took you this long to notice me.”