Ok in my recent ramblings of the wasteland, I came across this Odd hat wearing, soulless ginger type person. (he has a soul now but that is a Looooonnnnng story

) Somehow he was adopted into the weasel family and learned of the existence of the village and was keen to find it. So looks like I'm being dragged back (kicking and screaming about how the fairys and sentient hardware are gonna eat me.
Meanwhile at the village, a dustcloud is spotted on the horizon. A strangly noisy one as the lookouts seem to hear complaints about man eating tinkerbells and scabberious immoral priests in vestabules....