No sooner had he left green girl in the dust than Ivas happened upon another fair beauty, this one at least twice his size (or so it seemed) and wielding a massive axe like it was a twig! He stopped to watch, jaw hanging dumbly as she cut apart three monsters with no apparent effort. He wasn't sure whether to be scared or turned on, although the voluminous outpourings of gore made the second one tough, and the fact that he wasn't a monster made him decide against the former, so ultimately Ivas just decided to be impressed by her strength. This land had plenty of cute girls after all it seemed, and really surprising ones at that! Maybe this one could even speak his language!

"Hey, lady!" Ivas said, not sure if she was really a lady or not but having nothing better to call her. "Nice going with those, uhh--things! I've been waiting to meet someone else out here!" he continued, running up to her.

Suddenly the boy was acutely aware of the severed hand he was still holding. He threw it away with a jerky motion like it was suddenly red hot.

"Y-yeah, I mean, I haven't met anyone else out here yet. Nope! Not at all, haha! Definitely not any of those weird green people!" he rambled, hoping the hand would just go ignored. "My name's Ivas. Do you know where a guy can get a drink of clean water around here? I'm starting to get kinda thirsty. Say, maybe we can ask those folks?"

Ivas pointed behind him to the orc with the rifle who was slowly hiking in their general direction, then off to the side towards the rambling wagon with the fire gear thingy flag on it. He'd already made two friends, and it looked like he was set to make that four! Already his luck had turned around! As an expert and seasoned adventurer, Ivas knew that this always happened if you just kept trying for long enough!