10
A week later, Art was in Grammon’s office, and was introduced to another apprentice.
“This is Faran. He is a native of Red City, and I have asked him to show you around. Please stay with him.” Grammon gave him a serious look. He was a sheepdog to Art’s sheep, someone to keep him in line. Art resolved to do his best as he did not want anything similar to last week’s lapse to happen.
His venture into town this time was a lot more reserved than it had been the week before. There was some sightseeing and pointing out of landmarks, but Faran ordered all their food and drink. He at least knew what it was. The pair drew quite a few stares as they wandered. After a bit, Art asked Faran, “Why do they look at us? Are we unusual?”
Faran gave a quirky smile, and replied, “No we aren’t, but you
