"So, my boy," Ragna asked him, "Are ya ready?"
"Ready for what?" Arin asked. "Going to the village?"
"No!" she replied a bit mysteriously, "for makin' a fitting entrance to the village!"
Arin gave her a puzzled look.
"Rotate yar backpack to yar front, and grab it tightly," she instructed him, and did the same.
Arin replicated her actions, following her instructions.
"Here goes nothing!" she said and pushed Arin down the slope, quickly following him.
Both of them started rolling down the slope.
Arin grabbed the backpack tightly as he was rolling down the slope. So did Ragna.
Arin did not make any noise, and neither did she.
After rolling for a while, they arrived at the foot of the slope.
He gave Ragna an annoyed look. "What was that? Have you gone mad?"
"Trust me, please!" she requested Arin. "And let me do the talking as we enter the village!"