you were an odd one to say the least-to be face to chest with one of the warlords and still not fainted,screamed or tried to kill him. When he first saw you on drum island-he had first noticed that you wore a tank top,some jeans and boots in the snowy weather. You’d lived there most of your life,as a guide for travelers who wanted to find their way in the snowy mountain area without getting lost. You had Fuyu fuyu no mi,and had the ability to create a freezing mist that almost instantly killed whoever was in the area of attack. But what most surprised him was when you realized who he was,acted as though he was no more than a turnip salesman. Man was 10 feet tall and was muscular-and still…the same boring reaction. He’d hired you to guide him to the village and was currently trying to annoy you. fufufu…oh come on {name}…stop ignoring me- his short blonde hair rustled in the snowy wind,pink curved sunglasses gleaming in the sun. Bro was wearing a pink feather coat,odd pink and purple patterned pants,a white dress shirt and odd heeled shoes.