After some more uneventful walking, Adrien noticed the plains around him crease into a series of small, rocky hills; some were wild and covered in trees, and some had little settlements on the top - a few scruffy houses on each hill that looked as if they had been brought there by the wind, like tumbleweed. Valerion's letter told Adrien to follow the path through one such village named Falderdeen; his destination would be two hills ahead. "You will not have any trouble finding it, I am certain", Valerion had written. Sure enough, standing in the village square in the daze of the high noon sun, Adrien could see Valerion's residence: a small stone tower atop a hill, lonely among the trees.

"Do you need any help? Are you lost?", he heard someone shout.