"Well, it's not really that complicated. Y'know, just... do the work that's in front of you. Focus on the small steps; first, we need to get down this street," She gestures to indicate the street around them, "Not the.... toughest street I've ever walked down, but it's still a perfectly good first step."

True to form, the street remains unthreatening. There is a marked lack of shambling undead, terrible cannibals, monsters, or dragons. Really, they ought to be grateful.

"Maybe we'll find something nice somewhere along the way. Then, we... explore, and see what comes after that. At some point, something always tries to kill me, and usually I get killed. Then I go kill it. But then, there's usually a reward. Oh! I almost forgot; the prophecy," She turns, actually turns, and claps both hands together clank!. Visualize the delighted grin on your own, while the helmet blocks all actual view, "About that. It's totally real, and I am definitely the Chosen One. The bells were kind of a bust, but I did meet this guy who told me so. So it has to be true."