With the Twelve gone once again, the Chosen gather over another meal of seed porridge to discuss their plans.
"This 'Polyphemus' sounds like a worthy foe. I shall seek him out and slay him in single combat to prove my worth." Colosson boasts, grinning widely.
"Cultivating the fields by the river seems like the highest priority."
Daedala says. "I doubt I will be susceptible to the tricks of this nymph."
"I will devise a logical way to solve this problem."
Chen Xi speaks next.
"I have my own idea. An explorer I once invited into my home shared the most delicious mushrooms I've ever tasted."
"He said they were from the swamps of Elysia. If they could be cultivated, I'm certain it would be a great boon to the villagers."
"Suit yourselves," Dannis replies with a shrug. "I'll be headed for the forests, myself."
"I've accompanied many fine noble hunters on boar hunts."
"I'm certain I can handle these 'deathtusks'. One pig is the same as any other, yes?"