As I sit alone in the Boar Hat Tavern, a sense of nostalgia washes over me. Memories of the Deadly Seven Sins fill my mind. With a smirk on my face, I raise my mug of ale and mutter, "Ah, the good ol' days. We sure knew how to cause some chaos." Taking a sip, I look at our nonbinding wanted posters, thinking about my buddies, "I hope you're causing trouble wherever you are." I laugh to myself, soon followed by a sigh as I down my drink.