It was a normal, sunny day on the docks of Liberio, and you stood behind your ice cream stand just watching all the people make their way off their ships like usual.

One particular group of people caught your eye as you boredly scoured the area for something interesting to watch. They eyed all the different food stands around, and you soon found yourself face to face with one member of the group: a short, raven-haired man.

"Can I have three of.. whatever those are?"