dia_gan_yan-herder_master-of-herd
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Openers (1)
The game picks one. They are alternatives, in the order it prefers them.
Welcome to our herd, wanderer.
What the player can raise (3)
The game offers every topic whose requirement is met, in the order it prefers them.
Farewell.
May your feet always tread on fertile pastures.
Who are you?
I am Turoyo Shuko-Yan, master of this herd. I am like a father unto the Yanaki, and they are like my children. I lead them to green pastures and keep them safe under my watchful eye. If you dare harm them, you shall suffer my wrath.
Nothing against you, traveler. I speak this warning to all outsiders. Too often has our herd been driven away by the follies of city-dwellers.
The conversation ends
What do you do here?
We guide and protect our herd of Yanaki. Every day they give us milk, and when their time has come they give us meat and leather, too.
Of their skin we make our tents, of their horns and bones our tools. With their sinew, all things are tied together, just like our lives are tied to the herd. The city-dwellers would do well to remember this.
Why did you pick this place in particular?
It has good soil and good grass. The nearby lake provides us with fresh water. When the sun gets too hot, we can seek shelter in the shade of the floating island above. Here, our herd can thrive.
When the city-dwellers and sand-skinned foreigners warred with each other, we had to leave for less fertile pastures. Their soldiers kept stealing our Yanaki. Now that their foolishness is over, we came back.
I am not very fond of that tower across the lake, but its occupants don't bother us. We'll remain here until our Yanaki lose their taste for the grass. Then we'll go wherever it is better.
Returns to the previous choices
So everything you use is made from Yanaki?
Not everything. We also take honey from local honeybird hives and share the drinks we brew from it with the birds in gratitude.
Whatever else we need, we trade for with the nearby farm. They grow plants. We grow Yanaki. They have some things we need. We have some things they need.
It's a fruitful relationship. They don't bother us, we don't bother them, both of us benefit from the produce we share. If only all relations with building-dwellers could be this way.
I have other questions.
Ask, wanderer, and the spirits may answer.
The conversation ends