Here we have our inventor fox busy at work, tinkering with one of his famous "Golems" and getting frustrated that it doesn't work. He gets so into his projects that he doesn't notice some things, like our hero walking up to him, or the mess he leaves to pile up in his borrowed home.

The province this RPG is set in, is actually the smallest in the country, and no extraordinary resources or landmarks to speak of. How it remained competitive with the rest of the provinces are these golems. Crafted to help the smaller population log, mine, dig, etc, etc with a much smaller team and produce just as much as the larger populated provinces.

Our inventor here was a lead hand in manufacturing them, and was always looking for ways to improve on their design, and function. Usually forgetting that there is a world around him.