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A well-known gardener walks past the welding commotion.
- Oooooooooooooooooona! - He shouts in Nedorian's ear, distracting him from an important conversation. - Óna! Óna! Óna! I'm her number one fan! The first! A follower, an acolyte! Don't mess with me, better not insult her, or you'll regret it! - He approaches Jingo. - Wooooooooooooooo, Oooooooooooooooooona! O-o-o-o-o-o! - He approaches Ukon and Chernik. - Óna, yes! Óna, yes! Óna, yes! And why aren't you joining the Defenders of Ikazkan? It's trendy! It's youthful! It's... Oooooooooooooooooona! - The pumpkin falls to his knees and leans back, as if he were a guitarist, only instead of a guitar, he has a rake. - Wooooooooooooooo!
Getting to his feet, Galak continues on his way.
And a few minutes later, he returns. - Here, have some. Magical fruit.
Having unloaded the mysterious food in the middle of the house, he leaves again.
- Oooooooooooooooooona! - He shouts in Nedorian's ear, distracting him from an important conversation. - Óna! Óna! Óna! I'm her number one fan! The first! A follower, an acolyte! Don't mess with me, better not insult her, or you'll regret it! - He approaches Jingo. - Wooooooooooooooo, Oooooooooooooooooona! O-o-o-o-o-o! - He approaches Ukon and Chernik. - Óna, yes! Óna, yes! Óna, yes! And why aren't you joining the Defenders of Ikazkan? It's trendy! It's youthful! It's... Oooooooooooooooooona! - The pumpkin falls to his knees and leans back, as if he were a guitarist, only instead of a guitar, he has a rake. - Wooooooooooooooo!
Getting to his feet, Galak continues on his way.
And a few minutes later, he returns. - Here, have some. Magical fruit.
Having unloaded the mysterious food in the middle of the house, he leaves again.