here ina corner of the glen you glimps a very small, sad square .. but wait, she is not a square but a round something? what could sshe be? what is wrong with her?



she sighs and nods to you solemly.

"Hello visitor, I am the sphere" she begins her tale "I was born in another square herd that was slaughtered by the cylinder clan. I am the last survivor. my mother died bearing me because of my unusual shape. no male will have me because I can tell the future and I am not allowed neer the other clan members.' she bows her head and sighs, her long white hair tumbling over her porcelain cheek. "if only I had friends ... just because I can speak with the gods and shoot energy from my spherical orifice they make fun of me.' she curls up in the corner again hiding her face so you have to go back to the herd