Atypical Logs of an Adventurer

Cheongsan Institute As I ventured further down, I stumbled upon a wondrous place beneath the cliff. The folk there were unlike any I had seen before, their attire immaculate, and they seemed to be engaged in tasks of great import. I approached them without delay and struck up a conversation, only to find their speech was somewhat different. How strange it is that the manner of speaking can vary so greatly from region to region... The talk took quite some time... Perhaps I had grown too accustomed to the ways of the people here? On my way down, I beheld a beautiful tree. When no one was looking, I took a blossom from its branches.