four weeks earlier...
"Henry I need you over here," an average 1,250 day old blocky youth named Dave shouts from across the village. Henry, the person he was referring to, is a 15 day old, skittish teenager who, having 'generated', as so many say around here, a little more than two weeks ago is still getting used to things."What's wrong," Henry asked in an apprehensive tone."Nothing is wrong," Dave replied."I just thought it was about time for your crafting lesson. Every noob has gotta learn someday."What does that mean," Henry asked."It means your a bumbling fool who doesn't know **** about surviving. Now enough questions, let's get to work. First I guess we'll make some wooden planks. To do this you'll need some logs. Here's an ax , so while you got your nose to grindstone, I've got some business with the mayor to attend to. Now go do what your where coded for." Henry sighed."This is going to be the longest 20 minutes of day I've ever been through."
