"Alright. Why not? You're strange. I like you."

Bert slipped his totem back into its pouch and packed up his gunna proper once more. He had no real plans. He just wandered, seeing where life and the roads took him. He did odd jobs, he borrowed from folks that could afford to be borrowed from, and he tried to learn all the ways of this world.

"I'm Bert, by the way. Bert Allgood."