Oliver has been stuck on this deserted island for a while. He's used to the lifestyle by now, if you can call it a lifestyle. He was positive he'd be alone here. Until today. He was looking for food when he spotted a body laying on the shore, blood staining the water that came up to the body, along with the sand it laid on. When he saw the body was unmoving, he approached, his bow gripped tightly in his hand.