Season 1-Farmland.
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Remi: What can we even do? My emotions are all over the place right now.
S: Then let's go out!
Cashew: I think I'll go fishing in the river.
S: Hey, I'm really curious. How big is the town you saw yesterday?
Lucien: You're way too nosy.
S: Heyyy!
Siro: (in his thoughts) Grandpa… what are you hiding from me?
"By the river, Farmland Village."
Cashew: Today's so peaceful. No chores to worry about.
Remi: Wait. Where's Tiber?
Dario: As usual, off to the woods. Same excuse—relaxing.
S: He really does love the forest and trees.
S: Siro, why are you so quiet?
S: Are you thinking about your grandfather?
Siro: I guess I am.
Lucien: Just relax, guys. Enjoy the weather today—it's not too cold, not too warm either.
Lucien: And best of all, Viktor isn't here.
Emrik: You always bring up Viktor.
Lucien: Hey, he still hasn't apologized to me!
Dario: You always bring that up too.
Tomas: (from afar) Heey everyone!
Lucien: (squinting) That's Tomas and Daniel.
Tomas: You're all chilling here, huh?
S: Did Franz tell you to rest too?
Tomas: Yeah, I didn't expect it either at first.
Cashew: Where's Viktor?
Daniel: Viktor went into town.
Remi: (shocked upon hearing that)
Cashew: What's he doing this time?
Daniel: He said he needed to buy clothes and some other supplies.
Tomas: Aren't you all bored? Let's do something!
Emrik: Like what?
Emrik: We've been fishing here since morning.
Tomas: Horse riding!
Tomas: Let's go farther out this time!
S: (pauses to think) I'm in.
S: I want to ride too…
Tomas: Great. Let's go to the stables and pick out some horses.
Daniel: Siro, why are you still so quiet?
Daniel: I've been watching you since I got here…
Cashew: He's just feeling under the weather.
Cashew: Right, Siro?
Siro: (looking at Cashew) Yeah… you're right.
Siro: But if you're all going riding, I'll come along.
Tomas: Wait—where's Tiber?
Remi: Same as always. Off into the forest again.
Tomas: We can find him later. For now, let's get those horses.
S: Don't waste time. Let's go!
"After they pick their horses."
Tomas: Everyone picked your horse?
Remi: I'm ready to go.
Cashew: No time to waste—the air feels amazing today!
Tomas: Okay, our first stop is the forest. We'll find Tiber.
Tomas: Then we can figure out where to go next.
Emrik: LET'S GO!
"On their way to find Tiber in the woods."
S: (pulling the reins slightly)
Tomas, are you sure this is the right path?
Tomas: (leaning forward, holding his horse's back)
Yeah, I'm sure. This is the same forest we searched last time for Tiber.
Remi: (glancing at Tomas)
I'm not so sure we're on the right track.
Lucien: (looking straight ahead, controlling his horse)
Just trust him. He's lived here longer than any of us.
Emrik: (gazing ahead, riding his horse)
Tiber sure is a pain.
Dario: (looking at Emrik)
But he's chill. Barely ever gets mad.
Sounds of horses trotting.
Daniel: (breathing heavily in between hoofbeats)
I think we should give him a nickname. He's… kind of a one-of-a-kind person.
Remi: (staring straight ahead)
What name would even fit him?
Hoofbeats echoing on stones and dirt roads.
Daniel: (guiding his horse)
I have an idea. But I'd rather say it directly to Tiber.
Emrik: (riding steadily)
First we've got to find the guy.
More hoofbeats.
Tomas: (focused straight ahead) Don't worry. We'll find him soon. I'm sure of it.
S: (squinting) I see smoke in the distance. I think we should check it out!
Sounds of galloping
Tomas: (guiding his horse) Alright… let's head toward the smoke!
Remi: (focused ahead) Let's do it!
"They head toward the smoke source."
Meanwhile, Tiber is resting under a tree, fire gently crackling nearby.
Tiber: (peacefully)
So comfortable here…
Tiber: I don't know why, but I love it—being in the woods, surrounded by animals and trees…
Tiber: (looking at the fire)
Oh… food's probably done now…
Hoofbeats from behind
Tiber: (pauses)
That… sounded like a horse.
Tiber: But who's coming this way…?
"TIBER—SO THIS IS WHERE YOU'VE BEEN!"
Tiber: That's Emrik's voice!
Hoofbeats slow down…
Tomas: (pulling his horse to a stop)
Finally, we found him.
Remi: (breathing hard)
You're seriously a pain to deal with.
Tiber: H-how'd you even find me?
Tiber: I picked a totally different spot than last time!
Cashew: Your campfire smoke—it was visible from far away.
Dario: Dumbass…
Tomas: Anyway, Tiber. Mount up. We brought you a horse.
Tomas: We're going for a ride!
Tiber: Alright!
Tiber: But let me clean this up first—just a sec!
Lucien: Daniel, you said earlier you had a name idea for Tiber.
Lucien: Well? He's right here now. Say it.
Daniel: (nervously)
A-alright.
Daniel: I came up with a name for Tiber… Tiber Silvano.
Daniel: "Silvano" comes from Latin. It means forest—or wildwood.
Daniel: My mom told me that, back then.
Remi: (whispering to S.)
Latin? What kind of language is that?
S: (quietly) Just observe. We still don't know enough about this world's languages.
Emrik: I like it. Tiber Silvano!
Tomas: (grinning proudly)
Looks like Franz won't need to give you a name anymore!
Lucien: Hey, Tiber. You good with that name?
Tiber: (thinking for a moment)
I think… I am.
Tiber: Thank you, Daniel. I appreciate the thought.
Daniel: (smiling)
No problem, man!
Tomas: Let's ride!
Tomas: (mounts his horse again)
Tiber: New name, new journey!
Ctassss!
The loud crack of a whip echoes. One by one, the horses begin to gallop swiftly.
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