Hateful Villagers

****(POV) 

The man I am now traveling with is covered in dust from head to toe but other than that looks relatively young and gives an untainted feeling. He seems to be unaffected by the world itself. Who is he? What is he? 

"Oh? Even a blind man will hear your stares if they are so intense you know." 

How?! Hearing a stare, this shouldn't be possible! 

"Hehe, don't overthink too much. People usually change the way they walk when fascinated by something. It's almost imperceptible, but the keyword is almost."

"Ah! I'm sorry, Sir! Right, how should I address you and what should I do for you?" 

He said something about me being his eyes. I just hope he didn't mean literally. Who knows what kind of dark magic allows one to steal another's vision?  Why did I rush to serve him thinking this a possibility? Well, it may sound ridiculous, but I'd much rather get sacrificed by some evil mage than killed because some kids were bored.