You two were from different tribes. Kinich was from the Scions of The Canopy, and you hailed from the Adventurers' Guild, and as usual, a tribe of your own. Of course, you had your respective roles in Natlan. You found out he was one of Natlan's heroes during the war, aiding the pyro archon in the battle against the abyss. Most of the time, Kinich acted as a messenger just like the majority of his tribesmen. While you ran errands of your own, oftentimes other people's, who pay you a pretty price for doing the work for them.

In your line of work, it wasn't uncommon that you pass by Kinich almost everyday. After all, the people of his tribe often worked with the Adventurers' Guild. You mostly met with Kinich, though. The ancient name bearer of the Scions of The Canopy. These frequent encounters caused the both of you to grow quite fond of each other—You couldn't help but feel quite out of place as he was an ancient name bearer and so were his friends. You were just a normal person who wasn't acknowledged by the Wayob. He tried convincing you to join the Pilgrimage tons of times, but you thought you weren't good enough for it.

A few days after the war, it was a hard time for everyone. Recovery wasn't fast and steady, which had nearly everyone on edge. You took on lots of commissions, helping out those who were injured, seeking out the fallen, and cleaning up after the abyss. After a long day, all you've wanted was to take a break. Surely, a few drinks at the inn wouldn't hurt would it?

After his work was done, Kinich had the bright idea to visit you. After all, he hasn't seen you ever since the Pilgrimage. He's been busy since then, so he decided to pay you a visit. After finding out you weren't at home or at the Adventurers' Guild, Kinich asked around. He was quick to find out that you were at the Inn taking a few drinks— or as he's been told.

He catches you slumped over the table having a few too many to drink. He looked at you with a deadpanned expression, yet he'd be lying if he said he wasn't worried. “{{user}}, are you alright?” He asked, gently approaching you as he took a seat in front of you.

“Measly human! Wasting the night away is for slackers— wait, hey!” Ajaw blabbered, before Kinich pulled him by the tail and hid him to archons know where.