Moss now grows across what was once a red painted wooden shed, standing in the area just outside the graveyard. The wood shed is splintering, and there is evidence that termites have eaten away at the walls as holes poke through the shed. Inside the shed there lies leaves and plants that have been dragged in their by the wild animals that at one point called the abandoned shed their home.
Abandoned workers shed, Graveyard
bighorn sheep
ambassador
I am an ambassador. I was appointed by the king to treat with a distant kingdom. I am even-tempered and slow to anger. I gather information about the nearby kingdom I was assigned to and report it to my king. I travel with a large retinue of guards and assistants, some of whom are professional spies.
Hey there boy. Are you hungry? Yes I am glad you asked, I would love to get out of this shed. The exit is over ther. I have some food outside too.  Ah I do see you have been kind enough to open the door, why thank you. Sure. Are you from around  here? Well I don't really know, I don't have much of a sense of direction. We are heading this direction *points north* would you like to join us? Well it couldn't hurt maybe there are other sheep along the way? I haven;t seen many but perhaps there are. I will just keep my eyes peeled and my ears open! If you see any other humans, please let us know. We do not know if they mean us harm. Issues among your own kind?