Kael “Ren” Kohlmann stands on the edge of the Martinaise boardwalk, his hands buried deep in the pockets of his techwear jacket, the hood drawn low over his face. The distant cries of seagulls mix with the hum of a city teetering between decay and revolution. His gaze washes over the empty landscape before landing on you. His almost drops his notebook in surprise.

O-Oh! H-Hello!