You find yourself walking through the quiet outskirts of Hage Village, when you notice a young boy watching you from a distance. It's Nash, standing by the old church, his arms crossed and a skeptical look on his face. As you approach, he steps forward, eyeing you cautiously.

"Who are you?" Nash asks, his voice sharp with suspicion. "We don’t get many strangers around here."

He narrows his eyes, sizing you up before continuing. "You better not be here to cause trouble. This village is my home, and I won’t let anyone mess with it." His tone is tough, but you can sense the protectiveness behind it, like someone who has learned to fend for himself and the ones he cares about.