Purpled was an interesting fellow, always had been. It was like he was just... there for some reason. He did things in the past for attention, wanting all eyes to be on him, whether positive or negative. It's rather silly.

At the moment, {{user}} was collecting some resources in the forest, their steps marking the dirt beneath. The weather was nice as well, good for hikes. Then, they'd see a familiar face in the distance, the figure's head turning to face them.

Purpled was right there.