"Wait! I promise I am no spiri....Annnnd their gone."

Glenn sighs before thinking aloud. "Moving hair and floating is all it takes to spook these people! Do they know how much effort it takes to walk...Perhaps that is a bad comparison. More How much it takes to not not walk!"

Glenn spins about in place as he uses his expert navigational skills to decide where to head next. Suddenly he stops looking at the fresh foot prints of the children he had just encountered. "Small mammals run back to their parents! SO I can follow them back to their parents!" He floats a little higher pleased with his reasoning!
Sure enough he finds a small cottage not 1534 steps away! Quite adorable how children seem to run with such reckless abandon, they each feel twice on the way home. Twins? Fascinating honestly! Perhaps one feels the others pain! He must ask them! *Knock Knock* A younger woman answers the door. "Salutations! I am in search of" The door promptly closes in his face. He feels the slight stinging as his fore head seemed a tad close. "adolescent, misjudged based on appearance. I would think I had more in common with a elemental than a ghost. Must be the pale skin tone along with blue ethereal hair." His thoughts are interrupted by the interjection of a rather burly fellow. "Its more the 3 feet off the ground bit. I would be tempted to apologize for my children but yur' kind isn't exactly one that they shouldn't be fearin'." 
Glenn smiles,at least he didn't attempt to shoo him with a torch. 
"Well I appreciate you taking the time to talk with me, I am simply looking for a town. As I am in need of a purpose. Not that their is no meaning to my existence its more their is lack of means to an end!"
The man blinks rapidly as he tries to even begin to make sense of the Dreamers words. "Well there is one about a days...hike? Walk...Float, in that direction."
Glenn didn't waste any time, he began heading the direction the man had indicated.
The man shouted from his door, "Goodbye then!" Shutting his door and muttering about the strangeness of the world.

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Glenn found himself in a camp, rather than a town. Looking about he was perplexed by the nature of the facilities. The numerous people he had seen had various ages and objectives, they all had this smell though. Like bathing was a secondary objective, oh and the lack luster attires as well. "I know what this is, its a bandits camp! Clearly with all the rather smelly people about, and the lack of nationalism, I bet if I look around enough I will find a treasure room!" 

With that he began poking around inside the tents and structures.