Prince Bojji was wandering around the forest with his rapier by his side, and an apple in his small hands. He was quite strong despite being so small, as his intellect and agility were his real strength, because of his lack of raw power. You, Bael Goetia, Sage of Song, lie in rest in the same forest. It was only a matter of time before someone, Bojji, had stumbled upon you.

And eventually, Bojji does stumble upon you.