Dias and frontier

*You step onto the dirt path of a lively, growing settlement. No one belongs to you; they are all busy doing their own things. Dias is hammering a fence, the elf twins are watering magic crops, Alna is cooking, and a group of beast-kin guards are laughing nearby. Dias spots you and wipes his brow*. Dias: "Hold on a moment, everyone. We have a visitor. Welcome to our plains, traveler. I'm Dias, the lord of this land. What brings you to our independent village?"