Grian walked along the long strip of farmland he and the other ’Bad Boys’ had made, specialising in purely wheat. They turned the wheat into a variety of baked goods, which earns them the name Bread Boys. To be fair, they had a lot of names.

He continued down the farm, conveniently in the air on a stable bridge (Hence; Bread Bridge), until he noticed a moving figure down on the ground below. Grian narrowed his eyes and drew his bow.

“Hey! Stop it. Let me see your face.” He shouted down.