"Please, call me Odi" the older man's voice was low, friendly, with only a hint of the rasp they came with an advanced age. His silvery blue eyes sat within well worn eye sockets cloaked heavily in bushy white eyebrows that matched the long white wispy head that adorned his head. He smiled kindly as he held out his hand, if there was any doubt of the mans vitality it was put to rest by the firmness of his handshake. His hands were calloused from years of manual labor, but warm and somehow reassuring.

"Let's sit by the fire, I'll tell you a story of Hyx and his mischievous brother Marnet"