Thick gray clouds gather overhead and strong gusts of wind howl through the landscape. The tall green grass around you dances with the wind, making the terrain an ever-evolving knot of plants to force your way through. After quite some time of walking, you finally see a small village in the distance. Maybe here the old man will finally give you some answers.
More than once you’ve shouted for Maldred to slow down, but it seems like the old man is driven to continue at a high pace. Still, no amount of scolding will cause the old man to pause, seemingly only his destination will temporarily halt his march. For now, you bide your time, awaiting the outcome of Maldred’s plans.