A stranger enters the bar. He is of average hight and build, his hair and colouring are both dark but his bearing holds no menace. As he passes, you detect the memories of smells in the air; exotic spices, sun bleached deserts and the cold salt of all seven seas. He sits and stares at you, around his eyes cracks, wrinkles and lines tell tales of laughter and loss. The deep forest colour of his irises are full of life, hidden within them a keen mind searches your face in a friendly fashion and in that moment your soul is examined carefully. He leans forward in a conspiratorial manner and you turn your head to hear his quiet whisper, "Are you a seeker?". Confused and intrigued you can't stop your head from signalling affirmatively. "Ah" he replies. "I've found it" and he tells you... Finally after months of travel and misadventure I have returned. It has been an arduous quest across the vast surface of our world. I have travelled by every method known to man, and some only previously to women.