"Just what is the meaning of life?" You wonder aloud. Your sword has no answer. The rocks around you have no answer. The trees... oh, you get the point.
So you WANDER around a bit with your sword in one hand, your chin in the other, pondering the meaning of life itself. Soon, you come across a village. There is a cute wooden sign that says
"YE OLDE VILLAGE OF ANSWERS
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Enjoy Your Stay!
Paid For by the Village Tourism Board"
"Why this seems to be an excellent place for me to find the answers to the questions about which I spend day and night wondering!" It's a good thing for you that you're a wondering swordsman and not the kind of swordsman who actually fights or anything like that... you suck with the sword. It's pretty much just there for show.