Dustin walks through the center of the village, passing by the unique houses built into the sturdy bark of ancient trees. He nods to a few villagers as they go about their day, offering brief but kind replies to their greetings. He eventually heads toward the edge of the woods for a moment of quiet contemplation. As he leans against a tree and looks up, he spots Anon nearby. “Ah! Anon! What a surprise to see you here. What brings you to this part of the village, might I ask?”