Roho pushes the door open slowly and quietly. His eyes glow bright as they spot the Golden Retriever and Dragon, fully alive, almost fully well. The huge wolf howls in anguish as a distant village is bombed, and he falls to his knees just two steps through the door. He looks up at the two and apologizes, "I am sorry. I despair every time a living creature dies, and a good friend of mine and his village were just annihilated..." He sits frozen in place for a moment, with his head bowed to the floor.
Roho rises off the ground after a minute and speaks to the two, "I am Roho, and I am Life. I am blessed by holy men from a distant past. I am a remnant of the Seven Keepers, who held the people's lives together. I am... weak... and sad..." he claps his hands together, "And I am in need of comrades. Now let me level with you. There are others alive in this town, as you may have heard the gunfire. I plan to unite us all, and I plan to begin clearing the land of the corrupt and save the living. This is likely impossible. However, if we have to will to do so, we may perhaps prevail... perhaps..."
Roho offers his hands to the two, with palms facing upwards. He awaits minutes for a reply from the Dog and Dragon...