Al gave a grin as the lord decided not to send him to the gallows, and the rest of the group made nervous small talk. It would seem that his bluff had worked, and he'd secured them a multitude of supplies. Truly, there he had become skilled at negotiating. Also smashing and slashing. He wasn't a bad drinker either, in his opinion.

"Hm?" he hummed as the doors opened behind them. Briefly he wondered if negotiations had failed after all, only to see it was a very young girl accompanied by a very old man.
"Oh... Oh man that's her grandpa!" he said aloud, smiling. This new arrival was the key, the final piece to the puzzle. Al knew what the treasure was now: the elixir of youth. Why else would such an old man have his grandchild escort him to this wild land?

With a treasure like what was up ahead, the swordsman was one step closer to achieving his dream.