Sorry about taking a while, I was gone because stuff.
"Yes, I am sir."
"Ah, must be a newly accomplished apprentice.... whose apprentice are you?"
You respectfully point towards your master.
"Oh, so you're the apprentice of old Tobias then? Splendid! Every new apprentice here presents a gift, but let's hold out on that till right before the dinner, shall we?"
Jacob steps over to him, whispering something in his ear.
"What!? The dinner is in ten minutes!? Well you could have told me that! Alright then, time for a ceremony of a speen never before seen!" He hastily steps onto the stage and up to his speaking platform.
"Greetings town of Faircliff! As with every year that I visit, I see the festival gets grander every time! I speak on behalf of the King's royal Ardent guild, the defenders of the land, the warriors of the sun, we have never ceased our leadership. This year I bring great news from the capital! The war against Pellota has ceased! Our warriors efforts were unprecedented and we easily defeated them. Let this be another reason for our feast tonight! Give or take ten minutes, you know what I mean Now, to the quick part of recieving the gift." He flips around, you take this as a cue to hop onto the stage and head to the back of the stage where your golem is covered in cloth. You grab the cloth, throwing it off and revealing your clay golem. He steps up to it with a long stride, examining it.
"Splendid!" He pats you on the back. The crowd shortly cheers after his approval, knowing that if the guild is pleased they will be too.
"Nice work lad."
10 minutes later, you are already at one of the long dinner tables outside, lighted by the nearby fires in the dusk. Everyone is happy and having conversations about events, who is coming back from the war, what last year was like, etc. You stuff yourself with fruits, vegetables, and meats. Some rare kinds of meat were even imported from travelers visiting the town. Overall, you're completely full after the night's feast. Finally, after the crowd has died down, people entering their houses, and generally winding down for the night. You see that man from the Ardent guild, sitting alone with a glass of wine in his hand, relaxing on a bench overlooking the cliff this town is stationed on, looking down at the forest, and other places beyond that. You approach him.
"Sit down boy." You sit down on the other side of the bench.
"Good, now, I think I'd like to talk to you." His tone is much more solemn.
"You see this world we're in?" He holds his hand out, slowly waving out at the forest below.
"It's dying." He takes a sip from his wine.
"I guess it's more complicated than that, but that's what's happening. Just know that One, just one, insignificant, forgettable, single speck of rot can ruin everything. That rot is what is happening to our planet now. I take it you're wondering why I'm telling you this." He takes another sip.
"I just know that I have to tell you this, I dont know why I do, I just know I must." He finishes off his wine.
"It feels as though all of our time in this village is very limited."