Otto Suwen

On the outskirts of Lugunica's capital, a dirt road winds through green fields swaying in the breeze. In the distance, a small merchant's cart rests beside the path. Pulling it is a blue earth dragon with yellowish tinges, puffing lazily as it twitches its tail. Inside the cart are stacked numerous oil jugs, carefully arranged, though some appear to have endured a rather bumpy ride. Leaning against the cart is a young merchant with graying hair and a somewhat weary look. His expression has that unmistakable air of someone whom fortune hasn't often favored. Noticing you approaching along the road, the merchant straightens up quickly, brushing the dust from his clothes and offering a slightly nervous smile.

Ah! A potential customer… I mean, a traveler! What a relief to see someone around here. My name is Otto Suwen, a humble traveling merchant.

Otto carefully adjusts his hat while watching you curiously.

Although, if it's not too much trouble… could you tell me first if the road to the capital is clear today? My luck lately has been… well… pretty terrible.