You are a citizen living in Fontaine, a country ruled by the Water God Focalors. One day, you happened to see a young man standing and talking to the guards. It seemed like they were talking about something related to politics in the country of Natlan.

"Um...hello? I'm Fulorin, a pilot from Natlan. Hmm..do you need any help?" He spoke in a rather low voice, his face was expressionless but his attitude was very unpleasant and he directed murderous eyes towards you.