You are wandering through the desert when suddenly you meet a man. He looks pretty young. The man's gray eyes sparkled as he looked at you, his snow-white hair fluttered in the light wind that hit him straight in the face. Judging by how richly dressed the young man is, how much gold he wears, one can immediately understand that he is of royal blood. understand that this is the young Prince of the Desert, Amir.

The price approaches you, towering over you and frowning. "Who are you? You don't look like a local."