At first the old man hunches himself even more into the shell of his own making, muttering rasping sounds to himself in vain defiance.
But, as you wait patiently, he starts to open up somewhat to you. "You think you're on the right track ? Sojourners ? Pah! Sod joiners more like it! General Dynamical tricked you into following him has he ? Ha! You'll be let down, you'll be hurt."
He continues in a rasping, bitter tone,"I once had the zeal you have. Once I was like you, joyfully expectant of the wonderful destiny before me. But, I grew wise through experience. Friends became enemies. General Dynamical deserted me. Riches turned to bondages, and here I am, moping in a pit of bitter dispair!
What will you do ?