The leader of the Ironwood Legion examines the assorted members of the Caravan with distaste. Clearly, by their wounds, they have fought. Clearly, by what the Legion's scouts saw over the town's buildings, the Deku Naga had been defeated. This ragtag bunch of misfits would surely have been the ones to do it, regardless of what they look like. The leader lets loose a frustrated groan, and speaks across the sinkhole once more.
[color=darkgray][b]"Little Kokiri, these are those who defeated the Naga? I shall have to commend you all for doing our jobs for us, then. I, Baux, Centurion of the Ironwood Legion, come with two gifts.

The first... is Amnesty. I will allow you to pass through my men unmolested. Do not take advantage of this gift."[/b][/color]

The Legion's soldiers chuckle lightly, and untense themselves. Each of them steps back, and spreads out. The Centurion continues his speech.

[color=darkgray][b]"The second... is Knowledge. Your actions deserve a reward, though not even all the jewels of the Ironwoods could possibly be enough. Instead, I shall answer [i]one[/i] question from each of you. Think wisely, for you will only get one.

Come closer, so that I may present you both gifts. Step lively, for night is falling and my men ache for combat."[/b][/color]

The Centurion steps away from the bridge, and further into the forest. The Legion once again converges, and forms a wall of bodies blocking off all access, except to the Centurion.