As he stumbled out of the tree-line and onto the bank of the river, Stolas was taken back to find a human child sitting on a rock. Not what he was expecting to see at the end of the proverbial rainbow. Judging by the bag of seeds that sat next to the boy, it was probably safe to assume that this is what the crows were flocking to.

"I am." Stolas said simply as he stepped out further on to the river bed. "I was curious to see where they were heading with their treasures. Friends of yours?"