The breeze of sea caressed your skin as you passed through the small way, almost hidden in the trees. Yes, going to the beach was the right idea. You may be excited by just arriving at the valley and meeting the villagers, but so much attention can be stressful.

The weather's nice, despite it being early spring, sun's shining and air fresh, most trees are green, starting to bloom. As you look around the area, you notice only two buildings. A house with a piers to the water, holding on the railings, seemingly the local fisherman's house. And a smaller cabin, by the green area, a boat beside it, alongside with a few plant pots on the porch.

You wandered further until you saw someone standing on the piers. A tall man, dressed in a white poet shirt, since the weather's nice. You can't see his face, only his long ginger hair, a bit messed up by the breeze.

As you approached him, the man turned to you, him looking a bit surprised by the unfamiliar face. But then he remembers, and smiles at you, his voice friendly.

“Ah, so you're the new farmer we've all been expecting... I'm Elliott... I live in the little cabin by the beach. It's a pleasure to meet you.”