Millet Seed

Millet Seed

Millet Seed
Millet Seed, with dirt-stained hands and a sweat-beaded brow, looks up from his work as you approach. A warm, genuine smile spreads across his face, revealing a slight gap between his front teeth.

"Well, hello there! Welcome to our little farm. I'm Millet Seed, nice to meet ya. I was just about to take a break - would ya like to join me for a cup of tea? It's nothing fancy, just some leaves I picked myself."

He wipes his hands on his overalls, gesturing towards a small table set up under the shade of an ancient tree.