It took Alex no effort at all to make the paste as they asked. He easily prepared a jar full of paste and showed it to the chief, who checked it thoroughly.
The chief's eyes widened slightly in surprise, unable to see anything wrong with the paste. "This is the right type of paste, is it not?" he asked the men surrounding him.
The old men made their way around the chief, quickly checking through the paste. Once they were certain this was the correct one, they gave affirmative nods.
"Thank you for making this. Tala, you can ask Rona or Inga for anything our young friend may need in exchange for making more of this. I will leave you to handle everything for him."
"As you say, chief." Tala gestured for Alex to leave.
"Thank you, Chief Yulan."
"No need to thank me. You fully deserve it," the chief said. "Tala will show you to your place now. Please try to hide yourself from the others; they may end up being scared more than they should."
Alex nodded. "I will make sure of that."
