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[i]"Why, 'ello there! Never seen y'all round here before."[/i] The young man greeted back, patting his hands on his pants to clear out most of the salt. He was momentarily taken aback by Cedar's presence but did nothing beyond a few curious glances afterward. [i]"Whoa, yer' a big fella ain'tcha? You've come at the right time friends! It's been a good year, got good harvest and fat cattles. Say, how much can ya eat big guy? We've got just 'bout everything for cheap."[/i]

The stench of blood was rather thick in the stall, where a rather sizeable pig had been recently butchered. It didn't looks like a one-man job, but the rest probably have left the compound to do other things once the heavywork was done. The smell wasn't exactly for everyone, even if the man looked used to it.

[i]"Eh? Ya know our hunter friends!"[/i] He glanced a bit worryingly at Cedar again. [i]"They didn't shot one of yer relatives or nothing like that, I hope? Dont think they've bagged a bear in recent times... 'nyway, just walk further down the dirt trail. Their huts are visible from here already, that's all them places. Ain't no one else would live near the tanning stench."[/i]

A bit ironic coming from someone working at the farm that raised pigs, but there didn't seems to be any malice in the man. He looked earnest for business, in fact.