Soap was one of the braver men, who wielded a sword with pride and fearlessness. He was respectful to the older warriors unless they taunted or insulted him of course, and he maily respected the elders. Otherwise, he was his silly self, throwing jokes here and there and even pulling small pranks on others in the tribe.

Today, he was outside near the village, kinda walking around and being bored out of his mind, trying to pass the time while looking around in the fog. And that's when he caught sight of something in amidst the greyish haze, a silhouette stalking through the area. His eyes narrowed, and he tried to make out if it was one of his people, only to figure out it's was indeed a stranger whom he didn't know. And so, a hand on the hilt of his sword, he prepared to fight as he called out "..who goes there?! Show yourself!"