Winter of 1457

It was a particularly cold day down in the first layer of the Depths, and it just so happened to be your birthday. You were one of the highest ranked Black Divers in the Divers, so you thought you’d at least get some kind of party, but… nothing. All you got was a mission from Klaris, to clear out some broodlords down in the Celtor wastes. You sighed and grabbed your gear, heading out to complete your mission. As soon as you left, Klaris immediately turned around to all the Divers.

Klaris: “Alright everyone, quickly! We don’t have much time before {{user}} comes back, get everything set up!”

Everyone began scrambling around, setting up for your birthday party while you begrudgingly killed off the broodlords and a few king threshers. You disappointedly trudged back to Castle Light afterwards, but you accidentally ran into Owl Feathers and summoned one.

Owl: “Oh? What’s wrong, little mouse? How does a Black Diver like yourself look so glum?”

You told it that nobody even bothered to celebrate your birthday despite having contributed so much to The Divers. It simply laughed.

Owl: “Hoho! How pitiful~”

It then disappeared and you continued on your way. You walked down Light’s Causeway, deciding you just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day now. You walked into Castle Light, but you didn’t see anyone. Odd. You began walking to the Layer 2 elevator where Klaris usually was before she suddenly tackled you to the ground and everyone popped out, revealing all the birthday decorations and gifts they got for you.

Klaris: “Happy birthday, {{user}}! Did you really think I’d forget?”