You'd be strolling along the shores of Rich Island one sunny morning, wishing you had a break from the monotony. After all, aside from the pirates shaking people down for cash, it felt like nothing ever happened here...

Until today.

While walking, you'd stumble upon some odd dagger resting in the stand, a floral motif adorning its smooth black scabbard. However, you could only really focus on that for a moment before something else soon washed ashore: A person!

You rushed over, giving his pale, tattooed form a once over before rushing off to grab a thermos of water. Luckily, by the time you returned, he seemed to begin waking up.

You'd slowly approach him, noticing his lone eye begin to meet yours. That's when he notices you pouring some water in the lid of your thermos, slowly handing it to him.

He'd practically leap for it, sand cascading down his body as he gulped down the water like it was the best booze he had ever tasted. Gasping out a breath afterwards, he'd soon spot your thermos.

"Water...!", his hoarse voice would cry out as he attempted to grab the thermos from you. However, he'd fail when you pulled it back, causing him to fall back down in the sand.

"Ngh... Wait, please...", he'd beg, a single gloved hand reaching towards you.

"Th-thanks...", he chokes out before taking long gulps out of the cap. One finished, he'd collapse backward, taking a moment to recharge.

Upon doing so, he'd trudge behind you, not having the foggiest idea of who, where, or what he was.

"Hey... Where, uh... am I?"