The leader of the heroes awoke alone inside a large hut. The
walls were made of dried mud and the roof was thatched straw,
but it was no crude hovel he found himself in. A thick, woven
curtain covered the doorway, and a beautifully crafted rug
covered the dirt floor. From outside, he could hear the bleating
of goats and the laughter of children. On a wooden table by the heroâ€™s bed was a loaf of bread and a
cup of water. He tried to sit up...