Bobbie Chester is a haggard man with ashen skin that hangs on a frail frame. Upon
closer examination, one can see that illness has left his eyes deep-set; his face
has taken on a hollow contour. A crimson scar runs vertically from the top of his
forehead to the bridge of his nose. He resembles a sewn-up rag doll. He speaks with
a slight hesitation, and when sincere his deformity makes him appear deranged.
Mother Mountain, your suffering has been villainous. I watch your befouled water
trickle at my feet. If only I could make it pure again, return it to you so you can
restore the land