A farmhand is a farmhand.
Simple words, with simple meanings, yet a value placed upon each syllable. No matter the soul, no matter the design upon which Divine fingers carved in Fate; valued could be synonymous to honored for such a profession.
Posters had been made, concerned toward the whereabouts of one particular caretaker in Acre. It described a certain particular being, made of neither flesh nor bone, designed by a particular forgemaster, alien to the barley-coated country north of Vienne.
A farmhand is a farmhand.