You stand your ground and wait for them, they make a semi-circle in front of you, the leader speaks, but you cannot understand what he is saying, it's some other language, untill you begin to realize it's just like english, except the word Heap is thrown into each sentence, soon you are talking to them, they ask if you are with the army, a trapper, or a exile. You tell them your an exile, that seeming closest to the right answer. They invite you to the dinner dance tonight to celebrate the coming of summer.