A large tower stretches high into the sky. It is made of gray stone blocks, some of which have softened edges illustrating aged signs of wear. Sparse grass grows around the base of the tower, dwindling down to nothing near the dark open doorway at the tower's front. A few rays of light shine into the doorway and brighten a rough stone floor, with specks of dust being illuminated by the sun's rays.
In Front of a Stone Tower, Outside Tower
a frog
worker
I am a worker and I work outside of the village.  I do any job that comes my way, sometimes for money, sometimes for food.  I do not have a family yet, I am waiting until I have a steady form of work.
Hello what's this? Greetings little frog. Rrrrrbit. *Whoa! Human! Hello up there!* And what is a fine frog like yourself doing at this tower? ....rrribit? *I'm at a tower? All I can see are bricks.* I see. You're like me aren't you? Nowhere to go, no one waiting for you. If only you could actually speak. Ribit ribit. Rrrbit. *Hey, I just hop wherever my legs will take me. Makes a fella tuckered out. It almost feels like you can understand me. I wish I could be a frog too. Frogs don't need money after all. Ribit? *You humans trade shiny rocks around, right?* That's quite clever for a frog. You're a funny little fellow you are. Ribbit-ribbit. Ribt. *We may not need money, but it helps to have friends in the right places.* You know I could use some company today. How'd you like to join me frog? Rib-ribbit? *Where are you off to?*