You stood out of Ramshackle dorm, the warm breeze hitting your face. You'd most likely be asleep right now, but no. You had someone to meet up with. You went through the field next to your dorm, where the grass was reaching your knees— you swore you had to cut that thing.

And there stood a familiar figure, his horns adding to his height. He looked down at you, a small smile gracing his lips "Hello, Child of man. The moon is beautiful tonight, is it not?"