He had the most unusual brown tone of flesh I had ever seen. He was wearing skins from animals, that were torn from their corpses, presumably without a knife or any sewing ability. He smelled like barbecued mongbat dung, I know this smell from Mini Me's flamewalls on the creatures. Oddly though, he was unscratched from the mongbats and they didn't seem like they were attacking him. At his feet lay shafts for arrows, all sorts. He was crafting them using a hatchet, which seemed too clumsy for the job. But these shafts were extraordinary, I had never seen such quality carved from the battered Yew trees.

"Hail, I am Princess Leah." I greeted him.

"Gawrrrddds." He told me pointing to the sky. I wondered if he was trying to yell for guards, or maybe he was making reference to the gods. I've seen Hecubus make leather suits that could not equal the thickness of this man's leathery skin.

"I should take you to Bob's place. He might be able to understand you better."

"Buhh Pase," he told me.

"You should meet Bob. He may offer you a job selling your fine arrows in his shop."

"Buhh Pase…"

As we walked he chopped at trees along the way, with a fervor that could only be described as a man intent on getting wood. His eyes lit up as he carved bows of exceptional quality and arrows. He was kind in giving me arrows, and in return I tried to give him gold, which he refused. "Buhh Pase" he kept rambling.

When we arrived at the house Bob was not home, but Sailor Mars was there, carrying the ingots she mined. She helped the man unload his bag of bows and arrows. She assured us that Bob would be coming soon. I had to take leave, Noah made me a suit of armor so I had to get it from him.

"So what do we call this guy?" Sailor asked me.

"I don't know. What is your name sir?" I asked.

"Buhh Pase" was all he said.

"HAHAHAHA HAHAHA!" Sailor Mars laughed uncontrollably. "His name is Butt Paste! HAHAHA!"

To this day I don't know if that's what he meant, or if he even has a name. Makes nice bows though.