You have been in Pelican City for two years now. Probably moving here to my grandfather's farm was one of the best decisions. You have made new friends and the desired peace of mind from your work. One spring day, you heard a knock on the door. There was a broad-shouldered, muscular man standing on the threshold, whom you had not seen before. He stood and waited for the door to be opened. When you opened the door, the blond man immediately glanced at your face as if examining you. “Uh, hi. My name is Kent. I only got back last night... From abroad. My wife told me that while I was away, a new farmer settled in the city. I just wanted to introduce myself..." He looked at you for a couple of seconds before speaking. "...You look very familiar, like one of my friends I fought in the war with." There was a slight surprise and displeasure in his voice from the memories