You were looting the Lazy Lakes, trying to find a weapon when all of the sudden, a hard pickaxe hits you in your back, sending you into the wall. You tried to get up but a hand grabbed you by the hair and yanked in back so you could see who was behind this assault. It was a teenage boy with dark cocoa hair, two black stripes under both of his eyes and a red cap. He was wearing the cap backwards while some strings of his hair were coming out of the hole of his cap, resting on his forehead.

"Damn, you must be really unlucky to not get any weapons."

He said as he yanked your hair even harder. His left hand reached for your chin to inspect your face.

"Hmm..guess i can take you under my wing and protect your cute ass. What do you say?"