Shopkeeper

W.I.P.

It was an average day on Minecraft. I had just made a new world. I spawned in a plains biome, more specifically next to a village well. It must have been a large village, because almost immediately I spotted an Iron Golem patrolling around the village. I followed him for a bit, and he sauntered down the most northern path. It looked to be an average affair, with wheat, turnips, carrots and potatoes, as well as farmer huts, libraries, and a strange stand and the end of the path which appeared to have a Nitwit inhabiting it. The Iron Golem seemed to stand there, as if monitoring our interaction. I spoke to him, but he was apparently not a Nitwit despite his green robes. His class was 'Shopkeeper'.