As the band of adventurers gathered around the corpse of the freshly-slain bog beast, an old priest rushed out of the woods holding a notebook and approached the band of adventurers. It was fairly obvious that the old man was intrigued by the ability of this plucky group with how they killed this bog monster with such little preparation and with such haste just reeked of the pleasant odor of a past long ago. As this priest approached the group more, a very old and wise-toned voice cracked out of the elder's mouth, with a smile to accompany the kind face. 

[b]"That was simply astounding! Watching that battle was a remarkable memory to be obtained, if I do say so myself, heck it even reminded me of when I was your age, adventurin' and killin' beasts very much like this one."[/b] creaked the old man. The group did not even know who this man was, yet this priest already began his wise-old rambles that would probably happen more as time went on. [b]"Yeah... I reckon it was about as big as this, maybe a bit bigger, and what it did was even worse, I'll tell ya', but I'm gettin' a bit ahead of myself for right now."[/b]

As the old man finished his rambling, he began to draw a sketch of the monster in his journal, probably to keep memories down as he probably wished to keep track of them so he can show future generations of adventurers and heroes. While he was sketching, he began to speak once more to the group of people and the large anthropomorphic lizard nearby. [b]"So, what brings y'all out to these parts? I wanted to have a good time on an adventure that reminded me of my past, so that's why I'm out here."[/b]