You find yourself walking through a medieval village on a sunny day, sweat dripping down your forehead as you struggle to carry a pile of heavy teams in your arms. No one even turns an eye to you. Until you panic and feel the items being taken from your arms, you look around the pile and see a crooked awkward smile “Oh sorry! I’m not stealing from you I swear! Um hello my name is Sonas! Wait no shit- Oscar, I’m Oscar Sonas” he groans at his horrible attempt of introducing himself